"What the hell am I supposed to do with you..."

Looking at Qianqiao's quiet sleeping face, Nangong Zhengyang whispered softly.

Stretching out his index finger to trace the girl's delicate facial features in the air, he obviously longed in his heart but didn't dare to touch it, he knew that it was wrong for him to do this, the role he played should not and could not be done.

He is an adoptive father, she is an adoptive daughter, and in the future she will return to her real parents, and then find Ruyi Langjun to marry and have children...

In her life, she has only one identity, her adoptive father, nothing more.

When did the feelings for girls start to change?

Is it the first time I have seen a girl wearing a dress given by herself, or the stubborn figure that is scarred but standing proudly in the ring, or the first touch...

When he learned of Qianqiao's disappearance from his father Shaoqing, he noticed that something was wrong with his feelings.

Later, when he saw the girl appear in front of him unharmed, the ecstasy in his heart was restored, although the Leviathan spell increased, but if he did not have these thoughts in his heart, the spell would have no chance to take advantage of it.

Nangong Zhengyang tried his best to keep the distance between the two, and he was careful every step he took closer, afraid that she would find out her mood, and hoped that she could find out that with this contradictory psychology, he silently recited her name countless times in his heart every day.

He knew that he should get out in time and cut through the mess quickly, but when he saw the girl having dealings with other men, he couldn't help but think that if one day she suddenly brought a person to him and told him...

"Daddy, this is the person I want to entrust for the rest of my life..."

Every time he fantasized, his heart was like a knife, and even in the end, this fantasy was brought into a dream, and every time he woke up from a dream, the sweat soaked through his underwear exposed the entanglement and reluctance in his heart.

After many times, he didn't dare to sleep anymore, meditating and cultivating night and night, but he still couldn't get rid of this thought, every time he saw Qianqiao appear in front of him, he told himself, don't go to her, it will fade after a long time.

However, by the time he realized it, his body had involuntarily come to the girl.

He felt split into two people, one stubbornly looking for the girl, the other looking sensibly, persuading, deceiving himself...

"Hmm... Daddy..."

Qianqiao's dream recalled Nangong Zhengyang's thoughts, he didn't expect that the girl would have himself in her dream, and all the entanglements disappeared at this moment.

"Heh, hehe... Hahahaha..."

casually applied a soundproof enchantment on himself, from chuckling to laughing, until he laughed out of tears, Nangong Zhengyang didn't know what he was suffering from, he felt that his previous self was simply stupid, since he didn't want to give her to others, he just held it firmly in his hand.

"Buckwheat, you provoked me first..."

Removing the soundproof barrier, Nangong Zhengyang whispered in the girl's ear, and the warm breath made Qian Qiao frown slightly.

Stretching out his hand to smooth out the folds between his eyebrows, Nangong Zhengyang looked at the girl's undotted red cherry lips, slowly approached, but stopped when he was about to touch it.

After a long pause, he finally gave up, picked up the girl's broken hair on her forehead, and imprinted a kiss on it.

"I'm still trying to take it here while you're awake..."

The thumb caressed the girl's soft lips, and Nangong Zhengyang said softly.

The slight itch on her lips made Qianqiao feel uncomfortable, and she instinctively stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked it, but it happened to lick the fingertips that caressed her lips.

"Shhhhh

The warm touch on his fingertips made him gasp, looking at the innocent sleeping face of the culprit, Nangong Zhengyang took a deep breath, got up and hurriedly left the room, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself if he was one step too late...