Ning Rongrong's Sense of Déjà Vu

At Ye Linger's words, Ah Yin and Ling Yuan's eyes lit up with amusement.

Letting Liu Erlong sleep with Ye Qiu? Wasn't that like getting a pillow just as sleepiness hit? As expected of Ye Qiu's little sweetheart—she was already looking out for her father's happiness.

"How could I?"

Liu Erlong looked utterly flustered.

Ye Linger tilted her head and asked, puzzled, "Why not? Didn't Mom and Dad have me because they slept in the same bed?"

At that, Liu Erlong's face turned even redder with embarrassment. She frowned, her eyes already tinged with irritation.

Even as she lay in Ye Qiu's arms, with one hand supporting her ample chest, her anger at Ye Linger outweighed her embarrassment. She asked crossly, "Little Ye'er, where did you learn all this?"

"Don't be mad, Mom. I heard it from the servant girls." Seeing the hint of anger in Liu Erlong's eyes, Ye Linger hurried to soothe her and explain.

"Hmph! Tell me which maid it was later. How could she be so ill-mannered!" By now, Liu Erlong had recovered from her earlier panic and was no longer angry with Ye Linger. She stole a glance at Ye Qiu, her heart tightening. All she wanted was to put this business of "sleeping together" behind them as quickly as possible.

Just thinking about how Ye Qiu had ridden her dragon body earlier made Liu Erlong's heart race and her legs go weak.

His merciless, relentless assault had become her fixed impression of Ye Qiu!

"Be good, Linger. It's all right. Don't be too curious, or Daddy will have to spank your little bottom." Ye Qiu gently bounced his daughter in his arms and comforted her softly.

"Ah! No! Daddy's mean! You just met me, and you already want to spank me!"

At his words,