TSFLIP Chapter 964

After that round of entanglement, Feng Guang was completely defeated.

By the time the clock struck nine, she finally got to have her “breakfast.”

She was still sitting on his lap, cradled in his arms. She’d changed into a different set of clothes, and since none of her own were there, after taking off the ones that had gotten damp… beneath the oversized men’s shirt she was wearing, she had nothing else on.

Just to get back at him, when she was feeding from his arm, she deliberately bit down harder on the wound.

He let her do as she pleased. As long as she was happy, that was enough. Stroking the top of her head, he watched the girl in his arms with a satisfied gaze. “Slow down. No one’s going to steal it from you.”

“You jerk!” she muttered, taking another mouthful before cursing at him again, her words muffled.

He automatically classified it as flirting. A man who had been thoroughly satisfied that morning was in an especially tolerant mood. “All right, I’m a jerk. Just be careful not to choke.”

At this point, he could truly be said to have no principles left. If she unreasonably demanded that he jump off a building, he might very well do it.

She let out a full little burp. He withdrew his arm, but she wasn’t satisfied and tried to grab it back—only to fail again.

She glared at him, clearly indicating that Miss Feng Guang was in a very bad mood.

He kissed her, clearly indicating that he, on the other hand, was in an excellent one. Gently rubbing her stomach, he said, “You can’t drink too much. Your stomach won’t handle it.”

“Being a vampire and still not being able to eat your fill—what’s the point of living?” she grumbled, then burped again.

“With me spoiling you like this, you still think life’s pointless?”

He practically treated her like a treasure—coaxing her to eat, coaxing her to sleep, holding her in his arms every single day, not daring to say a single harsh word in case the little girl got upset and stewed in it.

Many years ago, Ming An had once met a several-hundred-year-old vampire who married a little vampire just over a hundred years old. That husband obeyed his wife’s every word.

At the time, Ming An had thought, Why would an old man marry a delicate young wife? Waiting on her hand and foot like some empress dowager—wasn’t that lacking in manliness?

Back then, he simply didn’t understand the appeal of a pampered young wife. Now, he thought that even if he spoiled the girl in his arms to the ends of heaven and earth, if anyone dared say a single extra word about it, he would snap that person’s neck.

Feng Guang shot him a sideways glance. “You still bullied me.”

“I cherish you more than anything. How did I bully you?”

“Just now… you…” The memory of being held in his arms on the sofa made her blush furiously. How had it ended again? She’d begged until she had no strength left, flattering him with kisses and hugs before he finally let her off.

He gave a lazy smile. “You call that bullying?”

In his view, that had been loving her. Yes—“loving” as a verb.

Feng Guang didn’t want to bring up that embarrassing matter again. She pointed at the clock on the wall. “You’re late for work!”

“It’s fine,” he said casually. “This school can run perfectly well without me.”

“Principal, that’s so irresponsible.”

“Right now, I’m only responsible for you.” He lifted her chin and kissed her again.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she mumbled against his lips, “What if someone finds out you’re not… not in your office…”

“Relax. Other than you, no one would dare file a complaint against me.” His hand pressed gently against the back of her head, deepening the kiss.