Chapter Thirteen: Ling'er's Preference

  The little fairy took off her outer garment, but didn't continue to undress her undergarment. She raised an eyebrow and lifted the girl's chin with one finger, looking left and right, her deep, mysterious phoenix eyes seemed to be gazing at the girl's delicate face, yet also as if searching for something special about her.

  His eyes were like black obsidian that had been frozen for thousands of years in the Ice Age, with an unusual glow shining within the darkness.

  Zi Ling was especially cautious when facing the little demon's unusual eyes, clearing her mind of distractions, she presented a pair of crystal clear glass-like eyes before him.

  He smiled slyly, she smiled innocently.

  Although olive branches are easy to hold, it's not that simple to hold onto the little demon's thigh for a long time.

  "Ling'er, did you think you could sleep beside me?" He asked her so, but didn't give her a chance to choose, and with one lift of his waist, the delicate little thing was already wrapped in his arms.

  Zi Ling flashed a sneer in her heart, and the little demon helped her take off her outer clothes, just to pull her onto the bed!

  He's indeed a thoroughbred cleanliness freak, disliking even small animals, and even her outer garment was also despised.

  But why would the cleanliness-obsessed little demon be so close to her? She remembered Squid Uncle saying that the little demon didn't like others getting close.

  "Daddy, the soft blanket is so comfortable." Zi Ling's small hands stroked the white fox fur blanket on top of the warm jade cushion, the long white hairs slipping smoothly through her fingers, looking like she was having a lot of fun.

  His eyes sparkled with a hint of movement, and he wrapped his arm around hers, pulling her close to him. With an enchanting smile, he said, "Ling'er is hiding from me? Hmm?"

  "Daddy, what are you saying?" A little girl blinked her innocent eyes and naturally wrapped her arms around his back.

  Zi Ling's heart skipped a beat in secret, just now her movements were almost extremely careful, yet he still saw through them, indeed a little demon who had cultivated for thousands of years.

  "Speak nicely, hmm?" His slender fingers stroked her delicate cheek, his pleasant voice was soft but didn't allow for disagreement.

  Ling'er likes Daddy.

  A thousand holes and ten thousand holes, but a horse's fart doesn't make a hole.

  "How can Ling'er prove that she likes the palace?" Wei Chi Yan Luo's black eyes flashed with a hint of interest, seeming to be more eager to hear her reasons for liking him than her mere confession.

  A little girl's clear eyes sparkled, and she pouted her small mouth towards the little demon's face...

  A pair of hands snatched away her first kiss. A pleasant voice came: "This palace is not ready to accept your kiss yet."

  Zi Ling was speechless, she just sent a signal to "Dad" from a child's perspective, how could the little demon think that such a simple and direct kiss was crooked?

  Alright! If it's like this, she has already been too exhausted to retort.

  "Dad, Ling'er just wants to prove that she likes you." That's all... no other meaning.

  Wei Chi Yinluo's lips curled up in a smile, and it was as beautiful as the fleeting blooming of the other shore flower on the surface of the Forgetful River, with a hint of demonic light shining brightly in her lightly rippling eyes.

  Entice, lure, and enthrall.

  "This favor will be kept for now, and when I want it, I'll come back for it."

  "Hmph! She thought Little Goblin was so noble and pure, but it turns out she had such a despicable idea in mind..."

  Can kisses be saved? Can they be retrieved later? He's really thought of everything...

  "Since you called me 'Dad', I'll take on the responsibility of raising you. Tomorrow, I'll send you to Taifu Pavilion to learn some basic knowledge."

  Zi Ling sneered in her heart, in ancient times, women without talent were considered virtuous, even princesses born into the royal family were not allowed to learn profound knowledge, but they didn't know that these two words "shallowness" buried many talents.

  Who says women are inferior to men? Nonsense!

  "Dad is great." He said it out loud, but in his heart, he scolded the little monster thousands of times.

  "Hmm." He replied faintly, his jade-like fingers grasping her slender arm, which was thinner than a sugarcane stem, and ran from her wrist to shoulder blade, then from her ankle to knee joint, finally inserting his hand into her clothes to pinch her bones.

  Zi Ling's body stiffened, suppressing the urge to chop off his cheap hand, letting him go...

  "Daddy, it's so itchy, hehe." She smiled with curved eyes, hating him to death in her heart.

  "This palace is not itchy." Wei Chi Yin Luo grasped her two small arms with one hand and said, "Ling Er don't move, let this palace take a look at your bones."

  This joke is not funny at all, what is he doing? Does he want to open her clothes and take a look?

  She twisted her small body a couple of times, then gave up struggling. Every time she twisted, the wrists he grasped were pinched tighter, pinching her to the point of pain...

  When the little demon took out his dirty hand, his fingertips lightly brushed against her delicate skin, causing her whole body to shudder, and that numb and itchy feeling pierced straight into her heart.

  Zi Ling smoothed out her clothes, blinked her bright eyes and asked in a childish tone: "How's the feel? Is it comfortable for Daddy to touch?"

  Wei Chi Yin Luo didn't expect this kid to ask him such a question, his beautiful peacock eyes flashed with laughter and he smiled: "What does Ling Er think?"

  A certain little girl suddenly revealed a naive and lovely smile, then stretched out her small hand into his purple robe, pinched him hard, the little demon's face changed instantly, those phoenix eyes also became mysterious and unpredictable, as if hiding danger.

  "The feel is very good." Zǐ Líng still smiled innocently, as if she hadn't sensed the change in his aura and the danger, as if she had simply answered his question.

  Wei Chi Yin Luo's eerie eyes stared at the little girl in front of him, taking in her radiant youthful face.

  This kid has some guts.

  For a moment as long as it takes to sip a cup of tea, he withdrew his gaze and hid the demonic color in his eyes. His slender fingers tidied up the collar that she had messed up.