Thinking about this possibility, the always calm and confident Young Master Ling Kong became a bit unsettled. His handsome face darkened slightly. Who wants to be a dad? Pfft, he certainly didn't want a random daughter. It's supposed to be a little wife, a little wife to be devoured by him, one bite at a time in the future. Dizzy, he had to adjust her twisted little mind and nurture the cutest little wife.
Crafty Young Master Ling Kong, with his genius mind spinning, immediately came up with a plan and started brainwashing.
"Ahem... Didn't you call me little husband before?"
"Yes."
"Then do you know the difference between a husband and a father?"
The little girl shook her head, then nodded, her cheeks bashful: "Daddy kisses my forehead and cheeks, but daddy kisses mommy's little lips, so embarrassing."
Ling Kong was rendered speechless. What kind of comparison is this?
