Call Me Daddy

"Did I interrupt our esteemed Group Leader's good time?"

Qian Renxue stood beside the bed in a luxurious yet elegant goose-yellow gown. It traced her slender, graceful figure, its hem falling softly to reveal her dignified nobility.

Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, setting off skin as smooth and luminous as jade. Her breathtakingly beautiful face was cool and radiant, framed by her uniquely graceful aura.

Her signature golden eyes narrowed slightly as she gazed at Wu Xing with a faint, knowing smile. Every so often, her gaze drifted to the unconscious Dugu Yan.

What a hot look!

That was the thought that sprang into Qian Renxue's mind when she saw how Dugu Yan was dressed.

No wonder the two of them had ended up in bed together after just one day. Given how the Group Leader had been pretending to be so proper in the Chat Group these past few days, it would have been a miracle if he'd held back.

But luckily, she'd arrived in time. Otherwise, some other group member would have gotten the first taste.

Normally, faced with someone as stunning as Qian Renxue, Wu Xing's attention would have been completely captured. He probably would have stared until his eyes went wide.

But right now, he wasn't in the mood to admire her at all. He rolled his eyes so hard they nearly disappeared.

Wasn't it obvious what had been going on?

The mood was perfect, I was about to take off my pants, and all the readers had their tissues ready. Then you barged in at the crucial moment and blindsided us, knocking her out cold.

That was downright despicable!

"Miss Qian, couldn't you have made your entrance at a normal time? Did you have to show up now? Are you doing this on purpose just to spite me?"

Wu Xing wasn't in the mood anymore. He let go of Dugu Yan and pulled the covers over her, shielding the body he'd left exposed.

Then he climbed out of bed with a helpless, utterly defeated look.

Didn't she know how much it hurt a man emotionally to be interrupted at such a crucial moment?

If you weren't a group member—and such a gorgeous one at that—I'd have had to sacrifice you to the Ten Thousand Soul Banner!

"What's the matter, esteemed Group Leader? Are you blaming Xue'er for showing up at the wrong time? Or do you think Xue'er isn't as pretty as she is?"

Qian Renxue's voice was teasing, with a hint of sour sarcasm. She didn't give Wu Xing a chance to reply. Taking a step forward, she lowered herself and openly sat on his lap.

"Holy crap!"

Wu Xing's eyes widened. His body stiffened, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Was this really Qian Renxue?

Or had some vixen possessed her?

She'd just sat right on his lap?

Was that even reasonable?

But the faint, delicate fragrance wafting toward him and the weight pressing against his thighs were right there in front of him. He had no choice but to believe it was real!

What he didn't know was just how much the Chat Group had shaken its members. There was the vastness of the myriad worlds, to say nothing of the powerful beings who could blow out the entire Douluo World with a single breath.

But above all, Wu Xing could peer into the past and future. He'd casually promised to keep them all undying and indestructible. That immense presence, as if he held life and death in his hands and looked down upon all living beings, had already won the admiration of many girls in the group. Some had even fallen for him in secret.

Qian Renxue was a girl too. She was no exception.

She'd never met a man she liked before, and had always believed no one could measure up to her. Of course, all anyone ever saw was her cold and aloof side.

Now that she'd found someone she liked, there was no need to keep pretending.

Otherwise, why would she have gone out of her way to shed Xue Qinghe's appearance and come here dressed as a woman?

Besides, she still couldn't get Wu Xing's remark about her being a hopeless romantic out of her mind.

If the laws and rules of the Douluo World insisted on turning her into a hopeless romantic, then she'd find a man who could break this world's rules. She wanted to see how the plot could kill her then!

Wu Xing had no idea what Qian Renxue was really thinking. He only felt that her personality was completely different from the one he'd imagined, and the contrast was a little too much.

"Group Leader, do you think Xue'er can't tempt you?"

Feeling Wu Xing's stiff body and his helpless hands, unsure where to put themselves, Qian Renxue leaned closer. The tip of her nose was almost touching his cheek.

Again?

Why did that sound so much like when Dugu Yan had tried to seduce him earlier?

"Of course not. You're so beautiful, Xue'er. How could I not be tempted?"

Wu Xing answered honestly.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Qian Renxue's slender, milk-white hand settled against his chest and pushed gently.

In an instant, she had pushed his upper body back onto the bed.

Huh?

Wait!

You're serious?

That bold and intense?

Did you not see Dugu Yan unconscious right beside us?

Were you planning to get caught in the act with her right there?

Wu Xing was completely dumbfounded. Weren't you the Little Witch? Were you even crazier than Ning Rongrong?

But before he could think any further, before he could react at all, Qian Renxue was already leaning down and kissing him.

"Mm!"

Ptooey, ptooey, that was wrong. There was no way that sound came from Wu Xing. Let's start over.

"Mmph!"

Wu Xing's mind exploded. His head filled with questions: Who was he? Where was he? What was he even doing?

Only when her small tongue pried his lips apart and slipped inside did he suddenly snap out of it.

Damn, Qian Renxue had forced a kiss on him!

He was the passive one here, for crying out loud. So not only was she going to get caught in the act with Dugu Yan right there, she was going to turn the tables and make him the one trapped in the secret chamber?

The world had gone topsy-turvy!

How could he, a man, put up with that? He immediately wrapped one arm around her waist and braced his other hand against the bed. With a slight push—

In an instant, they switched positions, man above, woman below.

Now this was the proper way to begin.

"Group Leader..."

After the passionate kiss, Qian Renxue was a little breathless. Her golden eyes shimmered, her cheeks were faintly flushed, and her expression held anticipation, unease, and even a touch of nervousness.

"Don't call me Group Leader. Call me Daddy."

Wu Xing gazed commandingly at Qian Renxue, his eyes tinged with teasing as he looked down at her. Her face was flushed with embarrassment, and her breathing was quick.

Qian Renxue trembled all over. The tips of her ears instantly turned scarlet, and that bold, assertive air of hers nearly crumbled at his words.

So that bastard Group Leader really had ulterior motives when he brought her and her mother into the group.

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

Luckily, though, she was steadier than most. Her mother had been a naive fool when she was young, deceived in love by a scumbag and put through hell by her father.

If she could be with the Group Leader, it might, perhaps, maybe, probably, be all right?

No, what was she thinking?

Was this really the time for that?

She had to get the first taste. No one else could have it!

"Daddy."

Qian Renxue called him softly, trying not to let him see just how flustered she was. As soon as she finished, she threw her arms around Wu Xing's neck, gripping him tightly, and offered her rosy lips again.

Wu Xing trembled from head to toe, nearly surrendering on the spot at Qian Renxue's words!

He'd only said it offhandedly. How could he have guessed she'd actually call him that?

No wonder she'd grown up without a mother's love. From now on, Daddy would be the one to cherish you.

With that thought, Wu Xing could no longer hold back. He lowered himself over her.

As either the holy light's silky strands or the gorgeous goose-yellow gown tore, melodious sounds rang through the room.

Dugu Yan: "Snowflakes drift, the north wind howls, the whole world lies bleak and vast..."