"Sisi, Sisi is Father's child..."
Helian Si, the little coward, spoke cowardly under the sinister and dangerous gaze and chilling tone of his own child.
Oh dear, even though I'm the biological mother, my little one is so fierce, I'm scared.
The little girl hung her head, feeling extremely sad about her life as a five-year-old.
"very good."
The villainous tyrant was satisfied; his dark face softened, and his hand began to ruffle the little girl's soft, flowing hair without any restraint.
Like kneading dough, Helian Si's once smooth and flowing black hair was quickly turned into a messy ball, resembling a chicken coop, by the villainous tyrant.
Helian Nie's hand froze for a moment, his narrow, peach-blossom eyes fixed on the little girl's messy hair, before he looked away uncomfortably.
"Father, what's wrong?"
Helian Si was confused, thinking that his answer had displeased his little one. He blinked his innocent, grape-like eyes and looked at Helian Nie in a flattering manner.
For some reason, a pang of guilt rose within Helian Nie again, and he avoided looking into the little girl's bright, sparkling eyes.
He casually ruffled the girl's hair again, then calmly answered.
"Cough, it's nothing, little one, don't ask so many questions, go to sleep early."
"Oh~." Sisi is so timid. If her father doesn't allow her to ask, then she won't ask.
"Father..."
The little girl tugged at her blanket, her grape-like, watery eyes looking at Helian Nie beside the bed, hesitant to speak.
"Hmm?" Helian Nie raised an eyebrow, looked at the little girl's tiny fingers that were nervously clutching the blanket, and spoke with rare patience.
"Father...Father, would you like to stay with Sisi until bedtime?"
Mou Sisi blinked her grape-like, watery eyes, her gaze filled with eager anticipation.
She felt she needed to salvage the situation after offending her child, perhaps by telling him a bedtime story later.
Helian Nie, "..."
To be honest, the villainous tyrant was unwilling in his heart; he had never slept with anyone, not even his concubines.
Afterwards, he would leave immediately, never staying overnight, let alone bringing women to his own palace. As for his offspring, that was out of the question.
In the past, he had always thought of his children as stupid and foolish, especially this ugly thing in front of him.
"Father, Father Emperor..."
Seeing that her own child looked like he was about to turn around and leave, how could she allow this to happen?
Sisi stretched out her short little hand and grabbed Helian Nie's warm palm, then looked up.
With that rosy little face and those grape-like bright eyes, she fired cute beams at a certain villainous tyrant!
Helian Nie, "..."
Will I be soft-hearted?
Alright, then I'll reluctantly condescend to do so this once.
The tyrant calmly sat on the bed, his long, narrow, almond-shaped eyes glancing at the still-dazed Helian Si, his brows furrowed in displeasure.
"You ugly thing, why aren't you giving me your clothes yet?"
Mou Sisi was stunned for a moment. Making a five-year-old change clothes? Is this something a human being could do?
However, a certain villainous tyrant proved it to be true.
Helian Si, "..."
My heart is dead.
Finally, the little coward resigned himself to his fate, stood up, came behind Helian Nie, and used his two short little hands to tug at the crimson dragon robe.
I'm wondering today, why is life so hard for a five-year-old?
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