Beiming Han looked at the little girl's dumbfounded but adorable expression, and could not help but bow down and cover her slightly opened mouth with his own.
"Wait, young master!"
"From now on, when we're alone, call me by my name!" Beiming Han lightly nibbled on her chin.
"..."
"Or 'darling' will do!"
"..."
"Let me hear it!" Beiming Han felt a wave of pleasure when he thought of her calling him 'Han' and 'darling'.
"Young master! Ah!"
All Gu Qingxin felt was a severe pain in her chin, so painful that she was on the verge of tears.
"Not behaving?" Beiming Han turned her over and placed her on his lap.
In the end, the little girl was thoroughly tormented, and the man finally heard what he wanted to hear.
Hearing the little girl screaming out his name, Beiming Han felt his heart pounding violently!
He knew that his little girl needed him!
