Call Me Daddy

"Did I interrupt something good for our Group Leader?"

Qian Renxue stood before the bed, dressed in a luxurious yet elegant goose-yellow gown that traced her slender, graceful silhouette. The hem of her dress hung low, exuding a sense of dignity and nobility.

Three thousand strands of dark hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, accentuating skin as translucent as jade. Her breathtakingly beautiful face was cold and stunning, carrying her signature air of poise.

Those iconic golden eyes narrowed slightly, watching Wu Xing with a look that was neither quite a smile nor a frown, her gaze drifting occasionally toward the unconscious Dugu Yan.

She's so hot!

That was the thought that popped into Qian Renxue's mind the moment she saw Dugu Yan's attire.

No wonder the two of them had ended up in bed after only a single day. Given how the Group Leader had been acting all high and mighty in the Chat Group these past few days, it would be a miracle if he could actually keep his hands to himself.

Fortunately, she had arrived just in time; otherwise, this first taste would have been snatched away by some other group member.

Under normal circumstances, faced with such a stunning vision as Qian Renxue, Wu Xing's attention would have been firmly captured, his eyes likely glued to her.

But right now, he was in no mood for appreciation and rolled his eyes so hard it hurt.

Isn't it obvious what was happening?

The atmosphere had been perfectly set, he was just about to take his pants off, and the readers were already prepared with their tissues—yet here she was, barging in at the most critical juncture, launching a surprise attack, and knocking the girl out cold.

This move was truly wicked to the core!

"I say, Miss Qian, could you pick a normal time to make an entrance? You just had to come at a moment like this, didn't you? Are you doing this on purpose to spite me?"

Wu Xing had lost all interest now. He let go of Dugu Yan and pulled the quilt over her to cover the body that had been exposed because of him.

Only then did he helplessly sit up on the bed, his face a mask of existential despair.

Did she not know how much psychological damage it caused a man to be interrupted at such a crucial moment?

If it weren't for the fact that she was a group member and a great beauty, he would have used her to sacrifice to the Ten Thousand Soul Banner!

"What's this, our Group Leader? Are you blaming Xue'er for being ill-timed? Or do you think Xue'er isn't as pretty as her?"

Qian Renxue's tone was playful, laced with a hint of sour, passive-aggressive jealousy. Not giving Wu Xing a chance to speak, she took a step forward, lowered her body slightly, and sat down generously on Wu Xing's lap.

"Holy crap!"

Wu Xing's eyes widened, his body stiffening slightly as he couldn't believe what was happening before him.

Is this really Qian Renxue?

Or has she been possessed by some fox spirit?

Sitting directly on his lap?

Is this reasonable?

But the faint, lingering fragrance wafting toward him and the heavy weight on his thighs were so undeniably real that he had no choice but to believe it.

In truth, he had no idea how much shock the Chat Group had brought to these members. Setting aside the vastness of the myriad worlds and the powerhouses who could extinguish the entire Douluo world with a single breath, the mere fact that Wu Xing could peer into the past and future, speaking of keeping everyone immortal with such casual ease—that aura of holding life and death in his hands while looking down upon all living beings—had long since made many of the girls in the group admire him, and even secretly fall for him.

Qian Renxue was a girl, too, and she was no exception.

In the past, she hadn't met a man she liked, believing no one was her equal, so naturally, she only showed her cold and arrogant side.

Now that she had found someone she favored, she naturally wouldn't bother to keep up the facade.

Otherwise, why would she have gone through the trouble of shedding her Xue Qinghe disguise to appear in women's clothing?

Moreover, what Wu Xing had said earlier about her being a "love-brained" fool still lingered in her mind.

Since the laws and rules of the Douluo world were forcing her to be love-brained, she would find a man capable of breaking those laws. She wanted to see how the plot could kill her then!

Wu Xing had no clue about Qian Renxue's true thoughts; he only felt that her personality was inconsistent with his impression of her, the contrast being a bit too jarring.

"Group Leader, do you feel that Xue'er is unable to attract you?"

Feeling Wu Xing's stiff body and his hands, which were awkwardly unsure of where to rest, Qian Renxue leaned in slightly, her nose almost brushing against his cheek.

Not again!

Why did this sound so similar to how Dugu Yan had seduced him earlier?

"Of course not. Xue'er is so beautiful, how could this Group Leader not be moved?"

Wu Xing replied, following his heart.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Qian Renxue's milk-white, slender fingers pressed against Wu Xing's chest, applying a slight force.

In an instant, Wu Xing's upper body was pushed back onto the bed.

Huh?

No way!

You're playing for real?

Is it really this intense and stimulating?

Don't you see Dugu Yan still unconscious right there?

Don't tell me you actually want to do this while she's watching?

Wu Xing was completely stunned. Are you the real little witch? Are you even more unhinged than Ning Rongrong?

But before he could think further, and even before he could react, Qian Renxue had already leaned down and kissed his lips directly.

"Nggh!"

Pfft, wait, that's wrong. That couldn't have come from Wu Xing. Let's try that again.

"Mmph!"

Wu Xing's mind exploded with a roar. His head was filled with questions: Who am I? Where am I? What on earth am I doing?

It wasn't until his lips were pried open by a petite tongue, which then intruded inside, that he suddenly snapped back to reality.

Damn it, he had actually been forcibly kissed by Qian Renxue!

And he was the passive one, for heaven's sake! Not only was she going to commit a crime in front of Dugu Yan, but she was also planning to turn the tables and lock him in a secret room, right?

This was simply turning the heavens upside down!

As a man, how could he endure this? He immediately reached out to wrap his arm around her lower back, braced his other hand against the bed, and exerted a slight amount of force.

In an instant, the two of them swapped positions, with him on top and her below.

This was the only normal way to start things off.

"Group Leader."

After the intense kiss, Qian Renxue was slightly breathless. Her golden eyes shimmered with a watery luster, and her face was flushed with a faint crimson, filled with anticipation, trepidation, and even a hint of nervousness.

"Why call me Group Leader? Call me Daddy."

Wu Xing looked at Qian Renxue quite domineeringly, his eyes carrying a touch of mockery as he gazed down from above at the woman beneath him, whose face was flushed red and whose breathing was rapid.

Qian Renxue's entire body trembled, and the tips of her ears turned bright red instantly. Her bold and proactive momentum was nearly shattered by that single sentence.

As expected, this bastard Group Leader had harbored ill intentions ever since he brought her and her mother into the group.

I want to be your woman, and you actually want to be my father?

But fortunately, her temperament was more composed than most. Her mother had been a naive girl in her youth, deceived by a scumbag and treated that way by her father, leading to a life of darkness.

If she could be with the Group Leader, it seemed, perhaps, seemingly, arguably, not bad?

No, what was she thinking!

Was now really the time to be thinking about this?

This first taste of soup had to be hers; no one else could have it!

"Daddy."

Qian Renxue called out shyly, trying to avoid magnifying her embarrassment. Once she finished, she reached out her arms, hooked them tightly around Wu Xing's neck, and offered her soft, pink lips once more.

Wu Xing's tiger-like body shuddered; he was nearly forced into an unconditional surrender by Qian Renxue's words!

He had only said it on a whim; how could he have expected her to actually call him that?

As expected of a girl who lacked maternal love growing up, then from now on, Daddy will cherish you.

Thinking of this, Wu Xing could no longer hold back and pressed his body down upon her.

Accompanied by the sound of either holy light threads or gorgeous yellow silk garments tearing, a delightful melody echoed throughout the room.

Dugu Yan: Snowflakes drifting, north wind whistling, the world is vast and boundless...