Chapter Five Dislike Closeness

  A certain small beast with silver teeth secretly grinds, how dare it bully its master like this? Does it think the potato is dead? Never has anyone been able to live after bullying the master under the potato's eyelids...

  Soft and fluffy little hands touched the head of a small beast, and the palmar surface pressed lightly on its forehead, this action told Tuber not to make trouble for its master.

  The faint grinding sound disappeared, and the potato lay quietly in the little girl's hand, dozing off, as if it wasn't the same little beast that had just been gnashing its teeth.

  Zi Ling smiled to herself, the little wolf's impatient nature was still the same, seeing her being bullied and wanting to bite someone. However, the demon-like youth in front of her wasn't someone that the little wolf could bite. As soon as it bared its teeth, it might lose its head along with Zi Ling. Not to mention that this youth was the current crown prince, just his eyes which were as cold as a sword on one's back, made one feel the depth of his unfathomable martial arts skills. The little wolf wanting to bite him wasn't like looking for death in broad daylight?

  Staring at the carriage wheel that was about as tall as her head, and then looking at Wei Chi Rou who was lying lazily, this young man was really demonic! He didn't dispel the doubts in her mind, but instead left her under the carriage, letting her figure out how to climb up by herself. If it were an ordinary six-year-old child, they would definitely not be able to get onto such a tall carriage. But for Zi Ling, this little difficulty was naturally nothing to worry about.

  "Dad, wait for me, I'll think of a way to get up." Sucking in a mouthful of air from the gap between his teeth, he tried to speak as clearly as possible.

  The young man's soft murmur of "hmm" was barely audible as he half-closed his eyes, capturing the fleeting, seductive glint in their depths. His long, beautiful eyelashes cast a deep shadow on his lower eyelid, like a peacock's feathers. What new trick did this child want to play with him?

  A moment

  Zi Ling's little friend came over, and Uncle, who happened to be passing by with a horse-drawn carriage, kindly lifted her up onto the carriage.

  "Uncle, you are so kind, thank you." She was very polite, her curved eyes seemed to be the purest and clearest spring in the world, making people feel comfortable looking at her.

  Yu Wei smiled and said with a blush on his handsome face: "You're welcome."

  Yu Yu seemed to think of something and said to Zi Ling: "The master doesn't like others getting close."

  Zi Ling glanced at the half-asleep demon man, keeping her body as far away from him as possible, and smiled at You Yu: "Uncle, thanks for reminding me."

  Yu Yu saw that the child was both obedient and lovely, and couldn't help but feel a good impression. When he went to drive the horse carriage, there was a smile on his face.

  The little girl's every expression and movement were all taken in by those half-closed eyes, the mysterious eyes closed, his thin lips curled up into a strange arc.

  With just a few words, she deceived his guards into doing things for her. This child is quite tolerant, let this palace see how capable you are.

  In the spacious and luxurious carriage, Ziling held a potato in her arms and shrank into the farthest corner from Wei Chiyan. When the little demon pretended to fall asleep, she also closed her eyes. Earlier when she spoke with the coachman, that sharp gaze like an icy blade flashed by, but she still felt it.

  That dangerous feeling, as if every time she executed the mission with bullets flying past her face and facing death at any moment, her palms were sweating again, and the potato in her arms also seemed to feel it, its hair standing on end as it was pressed tightly against her chest.

  Since he suspected her, why did he bring her back to adopt?

  Was it just because she used fresh words? Did it pique his interest? She didn't think that a single interest would make that demon-like boy take her back to raise her.

  If it's not interest, then what would it be?

  Her eyes, which had been closed, suddenly lit up, and although she didn't open them, something gradually became clear.

  She understood that the little demon was suspicious of her approaching him, thinking that she suddenly appeared in the auction house of the treasure pavilion and replaced the beautiful woman from the Western Regions with a iron cage, covering everyone's eyes, it's impossible not to be suspected by the boss of the treasure pavilion.

  However, she does not regret doing so. With no material security in her life, it's better for her to take a bold risk and fight for a good material life for herself and Tuber.

  It's obvious she succeeded, isn't it?

  Of course, behind every success there must be a price to pay, and she had a deep understanding of this after joining the special forces.

  What does he want to do by adopting her? She doesn't know for now, but it's okay, we'll just have to wait and see how things unfold.

  The horse carriage stopped, Ziling opened her sleepy eyes, covered her mouth with her small hand and let out a small yawn. A certain little beast was still closing its eyes, seemingly especially sleepy.

  Wei Chi Yinluo opened his narrow Danfeng eyes, and the pupils that mixed flowing light and demonic light seemed to be able to devour people's souls. He swept a glance at the little girl sitting in the corner, and his thin lips lightly opened: "Ling'er come over."

  Zi Ling's body moved slightly, and she felt a sense of doubt. However, she still moved closer to him, stopping about one meter away from his body. This distance was just right, neither too close to provoke the cleanliness-obsessed man nor too far to make them seem distant.

  Yes, keeping a safe distance is necessary.

  "Are you afraid of me? Hmm?" His languid, boneless body slowly leaned towards her, and this one slow movement almost scared Ziling into retreating backwards. The little demon had a cleanliness habit, what was he doing now?