Carried naked and carried away, you know what I've been praying for?

That's "don't meet anyone else", of course!

In this state, the slightly blooming chrysanthemums behind me and the swords standing tall in front of me are all unobstructed!!

Sometimes this world is so cruel, just say Cao Cao Cao arrives, whatever you want will happen, and only bad things can do such a wish......

All I could do was bury my face in the chest of the son's father again and again.

One or two is fine, and three or four are not unacceptable, but what is the matter with the oncoming group of servants standing respectfully on either side of the corridor? That's not enough to count on ten fingers! Does this still make people live?

If I could, I'd like to find a hole in the ground right now!

I suspect that I am a complete pervert in the eyes of some conservative servants......

No, no, no! Even people who are very open-minded will not accept me as I am!

None of this is the point, the point is, after discovering that I couldn't avoid this incident, I was a little relieved, and for a moment I thought, "My body is so good, why are I afraid of being looked at?"

I had to re-examine my heart.

How could I have such dangerous thoughts? Well, I always feel that I have been affected by someone unconsciously......

"Lift your head up! As a man of the Ignis family, you can't be so cowardly! The father suddenly blamed.

This was the first time he had put on such a dissatisfied face towards me, and it was the first time that I felt that he was a bit of a "father", and it made me feel guilty, I felt that I had failed his expectations, and I felt sorry for him.

Ahh Isn't it all thanks to Him?

Why should I feel ashamed of him? What the hell am I doing wrong?

If I have to get used to the feeling of Goben to be right, then I'd rather keep being wrong!!

I immediately said, "I'm not wrong!" 's eyes that were both serious and angry looked back.

The move clearly startled him, and he paused in his footsteps.

I'm very happy with the result! It's like getting a touch of coolness on a hot summer day!

Finally, after surviving the long corridor of terror like a scorching hell, he led me into an unoccupied room and into the bathroom.

It doesn't matter what the room is set up anymore, now I just want to close my eyes and have a good rest!

Soaking in the warm water, I breathed a sigh of relief, I felt like I was finally free, and now it is so comfortable!

He began to wash my hair very carefully, but I wondered why he did it himself, when there were so many servants. Even if it's his own son, he doesn't need to do it so hands-on, right? Judging by the number of servants, he should be a vampire with a lot of status!

Little by little, my physical strength began to regain and I could feel that I could already speak.

However, at this time, I don't know where to start.

Do you know what bothered me the most and kept me from opening?

You may not believe it, I don't know what to call him!

Ridiculous, right? I've been struggling for a long time with this kind of problem that can be fooled around casually!

I still don't know his name, uh, the last name is already known, it should be Ignis, I just don't know his name yet.

You can't just say "you", can you? He's my vampire father, too!

It's even stranger to call him "Daddy" or "Daddy", we look a lot older!

Although he should have lived for at least a hundred or two hundred years as a vampire, I still can't accept this setting, and it's too inexplicable to suddenly call a strange big brother a father or something, right?

In addition, I have been cheated by him so many times, and I have a lot of hatred for him in my heart! It's even harder to speak, and I want to start a cold war with him!

After some rinsing, his hair was clean, and he began to wash it down.

My saber doesn't stand anymore because I'm relaxed, but even if it were, I can't let anyone else fiddle with my saber three or two times, right? It's not about playing with the opposite sex in bed!

Seeing that he was about to wash over there, I mustered up the courage and strength to grab his hand, and said seriously, "Father! Let me clean the crotch myself! ”

it! it! it!

I actually called him...... Father?

Astound! Shock! Not only myself, but even he was stunned by my actions!

I wondered why I could call him father so uninterruptedly. Is it because he has his blood in his veins? Not really, right?

When he came to his senses, he immediately hugged me, quite hard, which made me a little uncomfortable.

However, I could feel that it was far from hurting me, so I didn't stop him, after all, the moment I came to my senses, his eyes were full of ecstasy, like those old fathers, and I couldn't bear to interrupt him.

Well, this description seems to be quite in place!

Because I was still in the bathtub, in the water, he was naturally soaked when he hugged me, well, he didn't seem to care about it, after all, he didn't even roll up his sleeves when he washed me.

"Michaeu! My baby! Call again! He shook my body gently, his tone full of anticipation and joy, like a father who heard his child speak for the first time and the child's first words were "Daddy", and he was indescribably happy.

There's no way, just satisfy him once!

With that in mind, I screamed again.

"Call again!" He seemed to be enjoying it.

Rolling his eyes, I'm speechless, he's crazy, right? Think it's a drink to open until another bottle? Can a big man be called dad by another man like this? Does he still have face?

Forgive me for not accompaniing! I'm still ashamed! It's embarrassing to do this kind of thing! I, no, scream!

He seemed to see through my thoughts, and begged with disgust, "Silly boy! What's so embarrassing about that? I'm your father! Shrewd! Call it again! Mixiu! Obedient! "It's kind of like being coquettish......

He begged me like this for half a minute, and he didn't have any momentum to stop......

I couldn't stand him anymore, so I had to compromise like this: "You don't have to make an inch! This is really the last time! ”

Hearing this, he rubbed me happily, making me suspect that he was not some father, but some kind of pet......

Maybe he thought it would be more time to hear me call him dad in the future, but he happily agreed after a little consideration, and I thought he would resist it......

"Father...... ......After all, I had already promised him, so I had to squeeze a sentence out of my teeth.

"Hmmm! That's good! Worthy of being a good boy for me! He kissed me on the forehead before letting go of me, reluctantly.

Well? You ask me why I call him Dad instead of Daddy?

This is probably influenced by the environment, he has always called himself my father, and I also think that as a nobleman should be called that, so I called it so.