No, you evil father, why do you have so little self-confidence?
Such an obvious question needs to be asked again and again.
"Daddy is a swan..."
"Oh, it hurts~!"[
He was hit hard on the forehead, "Naughty, you actually compared me to a bird as lowly as a swan..."
She covered her forehead and looked at him with an aggrieved look, "Dad, swans are very noble birds..."
Generally speaking, swans are used to describe noble and elegant beauties...
Such a noble bird was called humble by her beautiful father...
Sure enough, the things in the beauty's father's mind are different from those of normal people like them.
"Just a beast, how noble can it be~~!"
His eyes widened, and Mu Yanli immediately showed weakness, "Okay, he is a beast, a very lowly beast..."
"Well...."
She was hit hard on the forehead again. She was so aggrieved that she looked over with tears in her eyes, "Daddy..."
The corner of Yehuang's lips curled up, revealing a smile as beautiful as a flower.
His big hand touched the top of her head, and his voice was soft and strange, "Since you know he is a lowly beast, you still compare him to me, Xiao Li'er, what is your intention? But you have resentment towards me?"
She quickly shook her head, "No, absolutely not..."
It's not like she's tired of living, so how dare she harbor any resentment towards him...
"Oh? Is that so?"
Yehuang smiled softly, turned his phoenix eyes, and gently picked up a few strands of her hair with his slender white fingers, "If it's not resentment, then it means you like it?"
"luv't..."
"Since you like me so much, are you willing to do anything I ask you to do?"
Her face was held in his hands again, and she was forced to look into those captivating eyes.
My heartbeat skipped several beats, and my breathing seemed to be disordered.[
His breath lightly touched her cheek, bringing with it a hint of coolness.
His breath, wisps and threads, was fragrant and fragrant, carrying an indescribable charm that caused her heartbeat to become disordered along with her breathing.