"You!" Snow Empress raised her exquisite little face, embarrassment and anger churning across it, along with a look of utter grievance.
Although little time had passed in the outside world, Chen Ling had spent a very, very long time bullying her within the reincarnation.
So long that even now, without Little Snow Girl, memories of every little moment with Chen Ling would rise unbidden in her heart. It was simply too unfair.
She punched Chen Ling a few times, but her movements were soft and feeble, more like a coy protest than a struggle.
"Don't move." Chen Ling put on a stern face and pinned her restless little hands. His attitude stunned Snow Empress, leaving her at a loss for a moment, and she really did obediently settle down.
"Who won this fight?" Chen Ling asked gravely, his demeanor filling Snow Empress with an inexplicable unease.
"You did." She turned her head away, trying her best to keep her voice calm.
"Then what should you do?" Chen Ling continued pressing her. His hands slid up from her waist, pulling her upper body toward him.
The position left almost all the weight of Snow Empress's upper body resting against Chen Ling. That pressing sensation was rather hard to resist.
Snow Empress braced her little hands against Chen Ling's shoulders, trying to pull away, but his large hands had slid upward and left her no room to retreat. She could only answer sullenly.
"Become your slave and servant." Snow Empress finally said it. She showed none of the bearing befitting the Lord of the Far North, looking instead like a downtrodden little thing.
"Then what should you call me?" Chen Ling tipped up her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"Daddy." Snow Empress blushed. Apart from a little bashfulness, she said