Chapter 202: Chapter 202: The Kissing Game
Because Jun Qingmeng didn’t let him investigate, he hadn’t dared to, afraid his daughter would do something irrational.
Jun Xinghe had already made up his mind.
When the time came, he would make sure this "Xiao Huangmao" got a taste of what it felt like to be crushed by power.
It didn’t matter if his daughter tried to protect him.
’So, you want to marry my daughter? Fine!’
’Do you have three properties in Jing City?’
’Have your last three generations been "red"? And they have to be *very* red, or don’t even bother talking to me.’
’As for the bride price, I won’t ask for much. A casual five or six hundred million should do.’
’That’s not a problem, is it?’
His daughter came from a prestigious family, and she’s so beautiful and lovely. Making a few tiny demands wasn’t asking too much, was it?
Jun Xinghe was still deeply displeased.
’If only his son-in-law were Jiang Liu.’
’Forget a bride price—with that silly daughter of his, he’d even be willing to pay a dowry.’
...
Jiang Liu was drying Tongtong off.
"Hee hee hee, my armpits are so ticklish."
"Don’t move, or you can dry yourself!"
Tongtong obediently stood still.
"Baba?"
"What is it now?"
"I missed you."
"I’m right here in front of you. What’s there to miss?"
Jiang Liu was speechless.
"Come on, let’s go out and I’ll dry your hair. You have to remember from now on, you can’t go to sleep with wet hair after a bath."
Tongtong blinked her big eyes. "Why?"
"Your head will get water in it, get it?"
"Tongtong isn’t worried, hehe, because Baba, you’ll dry it for me."
’She would always be with her baba, so couldn’t he just dry her hair for her every time?’
"You really are a clever little imp."
"I know, right?"
Jiang Liu brought over a small stool and had Tongtong sit on it.
Tongtong enjoyed the feeling of Jiang Liu blow-drying her hair, her little legs kicking back and forth happily.
Once her hair was dry, Jiang Liu carried Tongtong back to the bedroom.
The two of them snuggled into the nice-smelling duvet, lying close together.
Tongtong said casually, "Baba, the bed is so big. It feels so empty with just the two of us."
"What are you trying to say?"
Jiang Liu glanced sideways at his daughter while scrolling through Douyin.
Tongtong sighed and said, "It would be great if Qingmeng’s Mother could sleep with us."
As she spoke, Tongtong burrowed under the covers, squirming out of Jiang Liu’s embrace.
She said pitifully, "Baba, you can flick me, but this little cutie still has to beg you, can you please let Qingmeng’s Mother sleep with us?"
Jiang Liu put down his phone, cupped Tongtong’s soft little face, and explained seriously, "You can’t just be casual about things like this, you know? But, if your Teacher Qingmeng doesn’t mind, maybe we’ll all be able to sleep together soon."
"Mhm! Okay."
"Baba, let’s play the kissing game, okay?"
"How do you play?"
"I kiss you once, you kiss me twice, then I kiss you four times. We’ll kiss for ten minutes, and then can we play ’Build a House’ for a while?"
"Deal."
Jiang Liu felt a headache coming on.
Having such a clingy daughter was exhausting for a dad.
After a while of kissing, Jiang Liu, his face covered in slobber, played some "Minecraft" with Tongtong.
They had already mined iron today, so he crafted an iron hoe for Tongtong, along with an iron helmet for protection.
Tongtong had upgraded their dirt house to a two-story building and even made three beds.
Jiang Liu gently patted the back of a sleeping Tongtong.
He replied to the messages from his girlfriend.
Jun Qingmeng: "I just finished my shower. I smell nice~ (smug shiba emoji)"
Jun Qingmeng: "Where’s my daughter?"
Jiang Liu: "She’s off in dreamland. Aren’t you going to go find her?"
Jun Qingmeng: "(sweatdrop emoji) She must be tired today, too. I’m feeling a little down... I miss you."
Jun Qingmeng: "I kissed you... you aren’t mad, are you? I really like you. Do you want to be with me forever?"
Jiang Liu replied: "No, don’t overthink it. Get some sleep."
"Barring any surprises, I want to be with you too."
A faint smile from Jun Qingmeng was reflected on the screen.
She felt like Jiang Liu was all she had now, which made her feel very insecure.
She was afraid of losing this hard-won love.
She was a romantic at heart and only wanted to be with the person she loved forever.
Jun Qingmeng replied: "I won’t overthink it. Jiang Liu, promise me one thing. If there’s ever anything about me that makes you unhappy, you have to tell me. I don’t want you to keep it to yourself."
Jiang Liu: "I’m not that demanding. As long as we’re happy together, that’s all that matters."
A happy smile blossomed on Jun Qingmeng’s fair, beautiful face.
Her full, lovely lips curved into a captivating smile.
In the eyes of others, she might be an unattainable goddess.
But in front of Jiang Liu, Jun Qingmeng just wanted to be his sweet girlfriend.
And the frosty expression brought on by Jun Xinghe had now completely melted away, replaced by a gentle, smiling warmth in her eyes.
Jun Qingmeng: "Jiang Liu, good night. I’ll love you forever."
Jun Qingmeng: "Can we kiss again tomorrow? I like your taste."
Jiang Liu was working in the kitchen.
His phone was propped up.
He wiped his hands and replied, "If you don’t mind, I have no objection."
"By the way, your lips are very sweet and soft. I like your taste, too."
Jun Qingmeng’s heart quickened. She wasn’t the least bit sleepy anymore.
"Then let’s keep kissing tomorrow."
Jiang Liu: "Okay. Go to sleep."
Jun Qingmeng: "Good night. See you in my dreams. I’m going to take you and Tongtong on a trip around the world."
Jiang Liu: "Okay."
Jun Qingmeng put down her phone and, pretending her stuffed doll was Jiang Liu, hugged it to her chest under the covers.
A moment later, she was fast asleep.
After Jiang Liu finished all his work, he checked his "backend."
His Praise Points had already reached 200,000.
After a week of observation, Jiang Liu discovered that Praise Points increased sharply with new customers, but the growth seemed to be much lower for returning customers.
’I wonder when the next dish will be unlocked.’
’What comes after Purple-tier...’
Jiang Liu returned to the bedroom, held Tongtong close, and fell asleep.
「The next day.」
The sun had not yet risen.
Jiang Liu opened his eyes to the smell of stinky, milky feet. He looked down.
His daughter was sprawled upside down on top of him, with both her feet planted on his nose and mouth.
Jiang Liu patted his daughter’s bottom. "Time to get up. Let’s go wash up."
"Carry me, Baba."
Hearing that they were going to wash up, Tongtong immediately sat up and fumbled for her clothes.
Jiang Liu helped his little airhead Tongtong put on her undershirt and panties.
The two of them went to the bathroom to wash up.
Once they were ready, Jiang Liu, dressed in sweatpants and a black short-sleeved shirt, pulled his small cart out the door.
Just as they were leaving, they ran into Jun Qingmeng, who was facing a small mirror and putting in a hair clip.
Hearing the noise, Jun Qingmeng turned to greet them while still fixing her hair clip:
"Good morning, Jiang Liu! I dreamed about you last night, you know."
She was dressed very elegantly today.
She wore a knee-length, off-white skirt with a tight-fitting black short-sleeved top and brown high heels.
Her smooth, black hair tumbled casually over her chest.
"Mm, good morning, Qingmeng."
"Mommy! Tongtong missed you!"
Tongtong couldn’t wait, lunging for Jun Qingmeng’s legs and hugging her fair, shapely thighs, rubbing her face against them.
Jun Qingmeng blushed, pressing down on Tongtong’s head to stop the little imp from fidgeting.
"Hey, Mommy, my panties are blue too!" Tongtong exclaimed in surprise.
Jun Qingmeng: !!!
Jiang Liu pretended he hadn’t heard and pressed the elevator button. "Let’s get going. You two can chat in the cart."
