Qi Ji's steps faltered.
He lowered his head and looked at Yuanen Yehui's faintly flushed face, a playful gleam flickering in his golden dragon eyes.
Daddy? That wasn't in his conquest plan.
He had only intended to slowly win over this insecure girl, let her grow accustomed to his presence, then make her his when the time was right.
But that one "Daddy" seemed to have nudged the whole affair in a rather delicate direction.
As for that particular name... Xu Xiaoyan would also say it in certain situations to indulge his wicked tastes, such as when the sun never set or whatever, but that was a completely different matter.
With Xu Xiaoyan, it was bedroom play; with Yuanen Yehui, it was genuine emotion spilling out-her murmur just now had carried dependence and longing, like a drowning person clutching a piece of driftwood.
"Miss Yehui, what did you just call me?" Qi Ji deliberately asked, a teasing note in his voice.
The corners of his lips rose slightly, and Yuanen Yehui's thoroughly reddened face was reflected in his golden dragon eyes.
Yuanen Yehui abruptly came to her senses. Realizing what she had just said, her entire face instantly turned scarlet.
She hastily lowered her head, wishing she could bury her face in her chest, her voice so flustered that her words tumbled over one another. "N-nothing! I didn't say anything! You misheard me, Master!"
Her fingers clenched tightly against Qi Ji's palm, their tips trembling slightly, as though she had been caught red-handed doing something terribly shameful.
"Really? So I misheard you. Nothing to be done about that, then."
Qi Ji made a show of spreading his hands, his tone indulgent, as if to say, "Then let's leave it at that."
He dared to play galgames without skipping a single