The Villain Tyrant's Favored Little Cub

I am Number 077, an emotionless NPC. I rank first in performance every year.

Bored one day, I secretly wrote a story about a den of villains. The Heaven Dad was so delighted that he gave me m...

Chapter 439 Fairy Sister, would you like to join Sisi's harem?

"Oh, a gift? Great! Fairy sister, what gift are you going to give Sisi?"

The little girl once again broke the awkward silence in the room with her soft, sweet voice. However, Si Si dared not move and could only crane her neck to look at Si Bei Tao Hua expectantly.

"The peach tree is in full bloom, its blossoms are bright and beautiful. The little princess is so lovely, she will surely be a beauty that could topple kingdoms in the future. Fairy sister, would you please give this peach blossom to the little princess?"

Si Beitaohua, dressed in a peach-pink robe, stood alone in the center of the hall, her long, slender, white fingers...

Holding a peach blossom in full bloom, the pink blossoms clustered on the branch, it was extremely beautiful.

"Gulp." The sound of someone swallowing hard.

"You are more beautiful than peach blossoms, fairy sister. I think you are more beautiful than peach blossoms."

A certain Sisi muttered to himself, even going so far as to say, with a rare touch of culture, that the person was more beautiful than the peach blossoms.

Helian Nie's handsome face darkened. He knew that there was no need to think about it anymore. When the time was right, he would kill Si Beitaohua first.

How dare you use that face to seduce this ugly thing!

As if remembering something, Sisi's rosy cheeks flushed, her curled eyelashes fluttered, and she lowered her head slightly, speaking in a shy, soft, and sweet voice.

"Fairy sister, Sisi is a cute girl with a harem of three thousand handsome men. Fairy sister, would you like to join Sisi's harem?"

"Even if it's a woman, it's okay!"

Finally, Sisi mustered her courage, raised her little face, and stared at Si Beitaohua with her grape-like, moist eyes, speaking very seriously.

The aftereffects of that glass of wine were getting stronger and stronger. Si Si's head was spinning, and he was completely unaware of the sinister wind emanating from the villainous tyrant behind him. He waited expectantly for Si Bei Tao Hua's answer.

Helian Nie: Kill them, there's no need to wait.

The people inside the hall were speechless. What had they just heard?!

The little princess is going to have a harem of three thousand handsome men?! And she'll be bisexual!!!

Wenren Yu: "..."

Silently picking up Helian You, who was sitting obediently beside her, she buried her face, as beautiful as a painted portrait, in little You'er's arms, and burst into laughter!

Little princess, why don't you turn around and take a look at your father's face? It's so black it could drip ink, hahaha!

Helian Yi, who had been elegantly sipping tea throughout, froze, the gentle smile on his face and lips.

Little princess, are you serious?

Helian Ci sat quietly in his wheelchair, his long eyelashes suddenly lifting as his dark eyes narrowed and fell on Si Beitao Hua.

Is this all there is to a hermaphrodite? Does he even deserve to be called a coward?

Helian You, held in Wenren Yu's arms and used as a shield, was probably the most composed of them all.

His dark, bright eyes glanced briefly at Si Beitaohua in the center of the hall before looking away. After all, it was their first meeting, and she had asked her uncle the same question.

Six-year-old Helian You glanced at his uncle, who was still burying his face in his arms and laughing non-stop, and silently rolled his eyes in disgust.

Write this down in your little notebook: Not as good-looking as your uncle, nothing to worry about.

The coldest gaze likely fell upon Nan Rong Jinghua, whose long, silver-white robes resembled frost, and whose face was that of a deity.

The gaze hidden beneath the long silk seemed to be tempered with ice as it fell upon Si Beitaohua, and the fingers beneath the silver sleeves tightened little by little.

Si Beitao was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting the young girl to say something so unexpected.

Receiving blatantly threatening and hostile gazes from all directions, she raised an eyebrow, and her face, more beautiful than a woman's, spoke.

"I am honored that the little princess does not find it offensive. I am more than happy to oblige."