Attack of the Adorable Kid: President Daddy's Infinite Pampering

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Hearing his words, Nan Zhi’s heart softened.

She was the only warmth and comfort he had left. If she did not want him, he might really go mad!

Nan Zhi wanted to get out from under the blanket to hug him, but when she thought that she was not wearing any clothes, she stayed under the blanket.

A pair of lucid and clear eyes stared fixedly at him, her beautiful face exquisite and charming. “Next time you must ask for my consent.”

The man hummed in a low voice.

Many times, when his emotions went out of control, he did not know what he was doing. All he wanted was her warmth, the warmth that flowed from her body as it pulsed into his body when he moved with her, into her.

Perhaps then, he would not be such a lonely person.

Nan Zhi felt slightly sad seeing him admitting he was wrong, but she still had on an expression that she was still angry at him. “If you want me to forgive you, you have to promise me one thing.”

Mu Sihan looked at her with his dark eyes, his lips pursed and he said nothing.

Nan Zhi’s heart was thumping by his stare and she lowered her eyes, calmed down her chaotic heart before saying, “I want you to cooperate with me in treating your illness.”

Mu Sihan’s breathing paused and a trace of pain flashed past his dark eyes. His stony gaze looked away from her. “I’ve already been treating it for many years. It can’t be cured.”

There was a hint of negativity in his deep and husky voice.

Nan Zhi understood too that even if she found that teacher Amy mentioned, there was no guarantee that he would be completely cured.

But if there was no faith in treating him, there really was no hope.

“Amy said that she has a teacher who can help you.”

Mu Sihan stared at her eyes for a few seconds, his gaze unreadable. “It’s not easy to cure me.” He sat down by the bed and touched her head. “It’s late. Go to sleep.”

Nan Zhi held his hand, tears welling up her eyes. “I don’t care. If you don’t go for treatment, I will ignore you.”

Looking at her child-like tone and expression, he let out an amused chuckle. “I’ve been treating it and taking medicine all along.”

It’s just not very effective.

Nan Zhi understood the defeated and depressed feeling when a person who had been sick for a long time suffered a sudden blow. She buried her face in his palm, her long eyelashes brushing against his skin when she blinked, and it was a little numb and ticklish. He was about to say something when he felt a drop of warm liquid landing on his palm.

“Why are you crying again?” She had never been such a crybaby before, even when he had bullied her a lot.

Nan Zhi did not want to cry, but she found that if she had tears, it would touch his heart and he would treat her more gently.

When a man pitied a woman, the woman would be able to make such requests.

She said nothing, her tears falling drop by drop onto his palms, like whips, whipping his heart.

“Don’t cry. I promise you I’ll cooperate with the treatment,” he paused slightly before continuing, “But I’m busy with work and I don’t know when I can spare the time.”

Nan Zhi had wanted to take him secretly to find Amy’s teacher, but he had no time so she could only think of a way to bring the teacher to the Capital to treat him in secret.

She raised her head from his palms. There were still tears at the corner of her eyes and her eyes were red, making her look extremely pitiful.

He wiped the tears off the corner of her eyes with his calloused fingers and asked in a deep and hoarse voice, “Have you had any headaches lately? Are there any instances where you feel like you are being controlled?”

“No.” She pulled him to bed and her body that was wrapped with the blanket inched closer to him. “There’s something I want to tell you again.”

Seeing her expression turned serious suddenly, he lifted his eyebrows. “What?”

“Although I was controlled by Lan Ye, who was Ye Qing in disguise, over the past six months when I was on Light Island, he did not lay a finger on me at all. He did not kiss me, let alone sleep with me. Don’t believe what he said, he’s just using this to provoke you!”

Mu Sihan looked at her, his eyes dark.

Nan Zhi saw that he was silent and her heart sank, feeling some grievance. “Don’t you believe me?”

Looking at her eyelashes fluttering slightly like a wounded butterfly, his eyes turned dark. He said nothing and pressed against her body, kissing her deeply.

Nan Zhi’s mind turned blank.

The blanket had been lifted by him, and her bare body was pressed tightly under him.

He clasped her slender waist heavily with his big palm, her soft and flat stomach was pressed by his hips, her body sinking into the soft bed and in front of her was the man’s firm chest.

The intensity of his kisses, how he kissed her so deeply it made her unable to breathe and she felt suffocated, but she was immersed in such a whirlpool of emotions she couldn’t stop.

He lowered his head and moved his kiss from her lips to her earlobe, and then to her collarbones and shoulders.

They had only just done it, but the intimacy made Nan Zhi feel ashamed.

She was a smart person, although he did not answer whether he believed her words or not, his actions had already proved everything.

If he did not believe her, he would not have touched her again.

His kiss fell onto her lips again and she said in between pants, “Turn… Turn off the lights.”

The man looked up at her, and her gaze was intertwined with his. His eyes were thick and deep like ink, so dark that no light could penetrate it. His face was full of hot desire, tensed as his thin lips were red like a crimson rose. It was sexy and charming.

Nan Zhi met with his eyes for a few seconds and her heart shook violently. She did not expect him to be beautiful to feast the eyes.

Her bare arms wrapped around his neck and she voluntarily offered her soft and red lips, pressing them against his.

…

If it was not for her stomach growling, he would probably have done it two more times.

It had been a long time since they had such skin to skin contact.

He carried her to the bathroom to take a bath and she lay in the blanket with a towel wrapped around her, showing only a pair of wet eyes.

She looked slightly pitiful.

She had to admit that a man with good stamina really could toss a woman about.

“I’ll ask Yi Fan to heat up some food and bring it over.”

Yi Fan was overjoyed when he finally received Mu Sihan’s call.

Young Master finally spoke.

It seemed like Miss Nan really was Young Master’s medicine!

Yi Fan moved quickly and within moments, brought the reheated soup and snacks up. He even brought two sets of clothes for Nan Zhi and Mu Sihan to change into.

After Nan Zhi got dressed, she put the food on the table.

They sat in front of the french windows, looking out at the city that was washed out by the heavy rain. It was still bright and bustling.

She sat opposite him, her long hair messy with no makeup. As she poured out the soup and handed it to him, her gaze when she looked at him was like a gentle caress, making him feel touched.

The tight feeling in his chest finally loosened up.