Chapter Twenty-One: Good Boy

  A faint voice floated over, as if a wisp of demonic color had drifted from the nine abysses. The soft tone was like pampering, but Ziling felt that this pampering made her scalp tingle.

  Wei Chi Yin Luo was indeed a little demon, she had just thought about it in her heart and wouldn't actually use a slingshot to hit his butt. He, on the other hand, was a sly one, asking her with a flirtatious tone as soon as he entered...

  Zi Ling's small hands pushed against the bed and she sat up straight, her eyes which had been narrowed in danger just a moment before were now curved into a clear crescent moon shape, her tender little mouth hooked into a sweet smile: "Dad."

  The crescent-shaped eyes glanced at the little demon's ear root, and on the jade-like white and delicate earlobe, there was indeed a layer of light powder.

  Wei Chi Yinluo's eyes slightly turned, and as he swept over the purple spirit bed where a certain little beast was sleeping, a sly and cunning light flashed in his Danfeng eyes.

  "Ling'er is quite good at this little beast." He conjured up a piece of brocade handkerchief, and his slender palm stretched out in front of her.

  Zi Ling obediently stretched out her small hand into his palm, she knew that the little demon's cleanliness obsession had acted up again, and she would have to help him wipe his hands. Later, she would also have to help him take off his clothes. The purpose didn't need to be said, she also understood what he wanted to do.

  The little elf carefully wiped her small hand, and Ziling glanced at the potato shrinking in the corner of the bed with a thoughtful expression. Just now, when the little elf looked at the potato, his eyes seemed to flash with a fierce demonic color, and he said that sentence meant...

  Zi Ling's heart skipped a beat as she immediately understood. The little demon was displeased that Tudou slept in the same bed as her?

  "Ling'er won't help the potato make a nest, so it had no choice but to let it sleep on the bed." She glared at the potato with a fierce gaze and blinked at it lightly.

  The potato let out a "whoa~" and very sensibly bounced off the bed, shrinking to a corner of the wall in a certain little demon's palace that couldn't be seen.

  Little demon king, potatoes aren't afraid of you! They just don't want their master to be troubled...

  A certain potato refused to admit that it had just been scared by a glance from the little demon king and almost hid behind its master.

  He carefully wiped her small hand clean, then picked up her other small hand and gently scrubbed it, seemingly not having heard what she said. His dense and thick eyelashes, like beautiful feathers, were lowered as if he was concentrating on doing something meticulously.

  Zi Ling saw that he wasn't speaking, and she didn't bother to open her mouth either. She leaned her body against the back of the bed and rested, perhaps because he had been wiping for too long, her eyelids began to droop drowsily.

  Her body was suddenly pulled into a warm and fragrant embrace, she opened her sleepy eyes, looked at the young man holding her, and smiled sweetly: "Dad."

  The handsome and demonic beautiful boy slightly hooked his thin lips, and his vermilion phoenix eyes looked at her with a gentle warmth like water, softly saying: "Ling'er, does she have any thoughts for the palace today?"

  "Hmm, I have an idea." I'd like to use a slingshot to hit your butt.

  He seemed very satisfied with her answer, and his slender fingers began to play with her soft and delicate earrings, asking casually: "What do you think?"

  Zi Ling blinked her eyes, Little Demon King, can't you ask something more interesting?

  I'm telling you now, I want to spank your butt, I want to grab your paws, I want to punch your face twice, that's what I think...

  "Ling'er says it's no good, she just knows that Ling'er can't leave her dad now." She stuck her small face to his chest, her obedient appearance making people look at her with affection.

  "Good child, I will be by your side." The fingers teasing her ear relaxed, he stood up, picked her up and walked out the door.

  Zi Ling almost jumped out of his arms in shock, wasn't the little demon just talking to her normally earlier? How did he end up carrying her away in the blink of an eye?

  As the sky was about to turn dark, where did he take her?

  By the way

  Today's word count is a bit less... Can't make it in time... Waaahhh...