Her lashes fluttered, and after a second she leaned up timidly, pressing a small kiss to his jaw.
Her voice was soft, almost whispered. "…Warm… Daddy always feels warm."
Wang Jiarong stumbled back, her hand shooting to cover her mouth. "Oh… God… Xiao Wang…" Her voice horrified. "You fucked me like an animal until I couldn't breathe… and now this… you really are a demon."
Her words trembled, spilling out broken, half disbelief, half rage.
Eirene's head turned at the sound. Her wide eyes met Jiarong's, then quickly looked away. She buried her face against Wang Xiao's neck.
Her little voice cracked with nervousness, then she clung tighter, almost hiding inside his embrace."…Daddy…" she murmured, barely audible, as if afraid she wasn't allowed to say it.
The word rang in Wang Jiarong's ears like thunder.
Her knees weakened.
"Stop overreacting," Wang Xiao said with a shrug, as if nothing had happened. "She's Eirene. My daughter."
