"See Daddy Jing Chen?" Little Demon King's eyes instantly lit up, his milky voice ringing out brightly, "Really?!"
Jing Yi rubbed his little head, "Of course it's true, do you want to go see him?"
Little Demon King nodded vigorously and then pursed his small lips nervously, "Will Daddy like me?"
"With Xiaoyu being so adorable, how could he not like you. Even I... am almost charmed by you," Jing Yi said with a smile, his eyes soft as they crinkled.
He wasn't just trying to make Little Demon King happy, he was actually telling the truth.
Even though the child was born to Mo Qiansu for Gu Xuanye, Jing Yi found that, faced with this little cutie, he seemed unable to dislike him even if he tried.
Maybe because looking at him, Jing Yi saw his own childhood self.
Equally possessive, always hiding behind a tough exterior to mask a sensitive and insecure heart, craving paternal love but always pretending to be indifferent.
