Seeing his daughter's expression, Ye Fei couldn't fail to understand what she wanted. He lowered his head and pressed his lips to her tender, delicate little mouth.
The "battle of the lips" between father and daughter lasted a full ten minutes. Only after several breaks did Ye Liuer, with her precocious understanding, finally leave her beloved father's embrace, feeling quite satisfied.
She knew very well that her father's so-called "discussion with the mothers" was just an excuse to get intimate with them behind her and her sisters' backs. In her mind, intimacy between her father and mother was nothing more than hugging, kissing, and cuddling—just like what she did with her father.
Today, however, she had beaten her mothers to it, which made her extremely proud.
