Is this what she looks like when she's drunk?
"Dad, I feel bad."
The word "Dad" made Pei Zhiting tremble. Was she drunk and mistook him for her dad?
"Where do you feel uncomfortable? Is your stomach upset?"
"Yeah, I feel like vomiting."
Pei Zhiting carried her into the bathroom and sat her on the sink. He half-knelt on the ground and stroked her chest with his hand.
"Is this any better?"
Song Xijiao smiled foolishly, "Dad, you are so nice."
That night, Pei Zhiting listened to Song Xijiao calling him "Dad" all night long.
He seriously doubted his own high moral and ethical standards.
Otherwise, why would he give up just because of Song Xijiao's word "Dad"?
The next day, Song Xijiao woke up in Pei Zhiting's arms. She smacked her lips. She seemed to have dreamed of her father last night, and her father was holding her in his arms while she slept.
She has never been so close to her father since she was a child.
Their eyes met, and Song Xijiao stammered, "Good morning, good morning."
How come she forgot everything she did last night?
She wouldn't be drunk, would she?
Pei Zhiting smiled contentedly: "Good morning, Jiaojiao."
Song Xijiao asked cautiously, "I didn't do anything out of the ordinary last night, did I?"
Pei Zhiting teased her deliberately: "You forgot everything."
Song Xijiao scratched her head guiltily: "I seem to have forgotten everything."
Pei Zhiting peeled her out of the quilt, "Jiaojiao was very passionate last night, Jiaojiao, do you want to know what you did to me last night?"
She stammered, "Well, you don't need to know so much detail."
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