OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess

Feng Fuce didn’t react at first.

It wasn’t until Bai Zhi’er started nibbling on his lower lip like a little animal that he suddenly came to his senses.

The young man’s eyes dropped blankly, gazing at the girl in front of him.

She seemed to have tasted something amusing, lightly tugging was not enough, she teasingly kissed the edge of his lips.

Probably having tasted the sweet fragrance of the wine, Bai Zhi’er still smacked her lips, "You smell so nice~"

A spoiled girl’s demeanor.

Feng Fuce turned his head and smiled, saying, "When you sober up tomorrow, don’t blame me, this was your invitation."

With that, he leaned down, immediately taking control into his own hands.

Feng Fuce cupped her face, continually deepening the kiss.

At first, Bai Zhi’er found it fun, but later wanted to escape, yet she was held tightly in his embrace.

His possessiveness was unleashed at this moment, no longer hidden.

The boat flowed along the water, the two of them seemed like they were pulling apart but couldn’t bear to part.

Bai Zhi’er turned away from the kiss, only to be pulled back by him, pressing her head.

At this moment, a last strand of rationality in Feng Fuce allowed him to hear the rustling conversation outside.

He suddenly stopped, lifting his almost hazy and enchanting eyes, glancing outside the little boat.

"Someone’s there." His voice was hoarse and deep.

Feng Fuce abruptly withdrew, Bai Zhi’er’s fun in the kiss was interrupted as he ran off.

The girl hummed in dissatisfaction, "Don’t run away!"

She pounced into his arms causing a ruckus, Feng Fuce held her with one hand, while with the other hand, he pulled back the curtain to look outside.

It turned out that their little boat had unknowingly drifted into a dense clump of reeds...

which happened to conceal their boat.

And the sound was coming from outside the reed bed.

Feng Fuce’s eyes deepened slightly, using Demonic Qi, he fixed their little boat in the water.

His cold gaze surveyed, only to see through the interwoven gaps of the reeds, reflecting the scene opposite.

Not too far from them was an abandoned dock.

An inconspicuous boat was moored there.

Through the faint glow, Feng Fuce saw a man and a woman sitting on the boat.

"The child is gone, don’t be too upset." The woman said.

Since the voice sounded somewhat familiar, Feng Fuce pondered for a moment, and his slender fingers flicked...

the lantern on his and Bai Zhi’er’s boat extinguished.

With that, the little boat hid within the reeds, completely indistinguishable.

Over there, after the woman finished speaking, the man seemed thoroughly distraught.

"That was our child! How can I not be upset? I’m even tempted to kill Ke Yong!"

"He can’t be killed yet, his life still has a purpose."

"Xinhui, since we first met, you’ve been speaking for Ke Yong, have you really fallen in love with him?"

Fan Xinhui?

Feng Fuce focused his brows to listen.

If he remembered correctly, Ke Yong was the Yuzhou Governor.

So, it was Ke Yong’s wife, that Fan, having a secret meeting here with another man.

And judging by their conversation, it seemed that Fan Xinhui’s child was not Ke Yong’s either.

At this moment, Bai Zhi’er, like a dodder flower, clung to Feng Fuce, her limbs twined around him, constantly crawling upward, embracing his head.

"Hug me~" she pouted.

Feng Fuce chuckled softly, then immediately held her in his arms.

Like soothing a child.

He lowered his voice, "Shh, let’s listen together to what they’re going to say."

Bai Zhi’er widened her drunkenly beautiful eyes, peering outside the cabin like a curious kitten.

What’s the good stuff out there?

Feng Fuce held her, while her back pressed against his chest, the two of them stayed quietly still, listening to the conversation outside.