'Good morning, Daddy~'
"!"
Wang Xueying's mouth hung open, her brain short-circuiting.
Even 'she' felt embarrassed by the shamelessness of it all!
Whoever this Little Cotton Ball was, they weren't just licking—they were practically a grandmaster of groveling.
She couldn't even compete!
She's playing a whole different game!
This wasn't a student-teacher scenario; this was a disciple begging their sect master for favor!
Suddenly, everything clicked into place, and Wang Xueying's internal monologue went into overdrive.
It wasn't that Wang Xiao was immune to temptation—it was that someone else had already filled that role!
That damn cotton ball was trying to suck up to her candy!
For the first time, Wang Xueying felt like a green hat had appeared over her head, and a deep sense of defeat settled into her chest. What nonsense is this?
It was nonsense. Absolute nonsense.
