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"You did it on purpose, Lance. Did I kiss you?"

When she saw Lance, Qing'er's memories of three years old miraculously came back. She blushed as she asked Lance.

"I just woke up at that time."

Lance hesitated for a second and said calmly.

"Then did I kiss you?"

Qing Er's face turned even redder. She was not sure if she had really done something so silly when she was three years old.

"Mm …"

Lance seemed to ignore it, only the quiet voice in his throat.

"Kiss me. Tell me how I kissed you back then."

Qing'er stood on her tiptoes and said bravely.

Actually, she didn't understand why she did that. She was just a bit angry.

Why did he forget such an important memory?

She was even angry at herself for carelessly giving up her first love when she was three years old.

She didn't even have a memory, let alone a feeling.

"Little thing, you're too young. Stop messing around and go home."

Lance's smile disappeared from the corner of his eyes. He didn't have much feelings for women, let alone a nine-year-old kid.

Not to mention that not far away, there were a few pairs of eyes staring at him, especially the two men.

He was sure that as soon as he kissed them, the owners of the two pairs of eyes would fly over and cut him down.

"You owe me. Since I was the one who kissed you and woke you up, you should pay me back now."

Qing'er bit her lips and insisted at Lance.

How could she forget such an important matter?

"I didn't ask you to kiss me. It was you …" "Little Jun, let go."

Qing'er jumped up and wrapped her arms around Lance's neck. Her pouting little mouth kissed Lance, and he turned his head away.

"Give it back to me …"

"Qing Er, come down …"

What was going on? His precious daughter actually turned towards an unfamiliar man. No, that guy wasn't a man. He was a vampire, not a human.

What made him even angrier was that the vampire still didn't give him face. His precious first kiss had been snatched away, yet he was still acting reserved in front of him. Damn brat, he was going to beat him up.

Lance was stunned. He saw Wen Yi Fei rushing forward aggressively, trying to tear Qing Er off his body. However, Qing'er smiled evilly and greeted his lips.

"Qing Er, what are you doing?"

Wen Yi Fei ran over just in time to see his little angel, his little darling, hug and kiss the man's neck.

"Dad, I just wanted to make sure that six years ago, I really did kiss him."

Qing'er smiled at Wen Yi Fei, but didn't have any intention of getting down from Lance's body.

"All of you, come in."

Lance didn't say anything, he turned around and walked into the castle with Qing Er's butt in his hands.

"Yi, don't be angry. The child doesn't know his limits. I believe that man should know."

Wan'er, who was afraid that Wen Yi Fei would impulsively beat her up, came over and advised.

This daughter of hers, she had been unruly to her since she was young. Now that her daughter had grown up, this world belonged to her. She should know her limits.

When she saw her daughter hugging Lance, she felt helpless and a little worried.

Qing'er had been in Sicily for many years. The last time she saw that child Joseph, he had grown up a lot, but his eyes were very gentle when he looked at Qing'er.

She understood that look. She didn't think Qing Er was really like Nell had said.

Maybe the child was just a demon to the vampire, after all, she was only six years old.

If she could decide, Wan'er hoped that she could lead a normal life.

Whether it was a vampire or the crown prince of the Mafia, life was too far away from peace and quiet.

Although Kyle had said it before, she had always thought it was a joke. Now that the child had grown up, her worries had grown.

"Mommy, you have to teach Qing'er how to be a lady."

An An who was being supported by Ni`er looked at Qing'er and Lance, who had disappeared into the castle, and said in a low voice.

A nine year old little girl, Qing'er knew too much.

Ever since she had brought the bed and table to the internet, he had felt that his sister was becoming more and more unruly.

He was a little worried. Qing Er was only nine years old right now, but what about ten years later? Ten years later, would there still be a man who could control her?

"When this is over, I'll take her back and let her study and make friends like any other normal child."

Little Wan sighed with emotion.

It had been nine years. Ever since she was in her stomach, she had never seriously done her duty as a mother.

Wen and Wan stayed in London on their honeymoon in order to avoid interference from the pass team.

Half a month later, An An's injuries were almost healed.

Wen Yifei had decided to send his son back to the country and had even directly left the Star King for him to play with. He had originally planned to take Qing Er with him, but that girl refused to leave no matter what.

"Qing'er, this place isn't suitable for you. Why don't you go with your father and have fun in other countries or go back to China with your brother?"

Wenyi Fei gave Qing'er a choice. No matter which one she chose, she wouldn't be able to stay in London.

"No, go back to China. What if the Shankou crew finds me? Don't come back. Safe here."

Qing'er looked at her brother who was shaking his head. If he was going home, he wouldn't have a father, and if he didn't have a mother, it would be better to be in London, at least with the prince by his side.

"Then you go with dad and accompany Mommy on her tour."

Wen Yi Fei said with furrowed brows.

"I don't want it, Daddy's mommy's honeymoon, Qing'er doesn't want to be a light bulb."

Qing'er resolutely shook her head.

She was already a child without milk, so she didn't want to follow behind. Furthermore, right now, Da Yue was bored. She still wished for her father's mother to give birth to a younger brother or younger sister.

"Qing'er, why don't you go to Sicily? With Kyle here, the team won't be able to find anything."

Little Wan looked at her daughter and said.

For the past half month, the couple had been observing Lance.

They didn't want their daughter to have anything to do with the vampires, no matter what the children were doing for fun or something.

"No, Mommy, don't you like gangs? "Could it be that you want to be together with Uncle Kyle …"

Qing'er smiled evilly as she tried to change the topic.

"Stop bullshitting, Qing'er. Daddy and Mommy have already thought about it. Escaping isn't an option. The only way you can avoid being bullied is to become stronger."

Little Wan blushed slightly.

"Not necessarily, Mommy, the Prince will protect the Princess, so, the girl doesn't have to work hard to become strong, but to find a good man who can protect her."

Qing'er giggled. Previously, she didn't understand this logic, but later on Joseph told her this. Therefore, she didn't need to practice hard to become stronger. Instead, she needed to find a prince who could protect her.

Seeing that Qing Er insisted again and again, and Little Wan didn't stop her, Wen Yi Fei had no other choice but to talk to Lance before he left.

"You know why I'm talking to you, don't you?"

Wen Yi Fei was very unhappy with Lance. Although he knew he wouldn't hurt anyone, in his mind, vampires were not human beings.

Humans would go crazy sometimes, let alone vampires. If the demonic nature of that day flared up, his daughter would be in danger.

"Mr. Wen, don't you think you're worrying about something?"

Lance replied in fluent Chinese.

"Think of it as fear, but it's my daughter."

Wen Yi said in annoyance.

"She is just a nine year old girl, and I, I am already 300 years old last year, what do you think I would do to her? What can I do to her? "

Lance ridiculed.

Yes, the little thing was the first human to get so close to her, or rather the first of the opposite sex to get so close to him, but what did that mean?

The lifespan of a human was only a few dozen years, and it wouldn't be a problem for him to live another few hundred years.

"That's good then. Qing'er will have to trouble you in the next few years. In two years, we will come to pick her up."

Wen Yi Fei said after some thought.

"Mr. Wen, I'm not a nanny, I have no obligation to take care of your child. You can let Nell do this kind of thing."

Lance said indifferently.

To be honest, Wen Yi Fei was not in a good mood when he was rejected, but he was very happy. Lance's attitude showed that he had no feelings for Qing Er, so he really didn't need to worry.

Qing Er was still a child after all. Since she could forget about him last time, it was only due to the curiosity of a child. Wen Yi Fei finally relaxed and took his wife on their honeymoon.

The Wen family had left, and the only ones left in the castle were Lance and Qing Er.

Qing'er was very quiet. During the day, when Lance was busy, she would do her work quietly, reading books and playing with the computer.

It was just that Lance was a little annoyed at night.

When Wen Yi Fei and his family were present, each of them slept in a room. However, once they left, Qing'er moved to his bedroom.

"Little thing, what are you doing?"

Lance frowned as he looked at Qing Er, who was occupying his big bed.

"I'm asleep."

Qing'er hugged her blanket and smiled.

He wasn't afraid when he was young, but now that he had grown up, he was rather afraid when he slept in this castle.

A few days ago, being with Mommy had felt nothing, but now that they were gone, the castle was empty except for her and Lance, and she felt as if eyes were watching her from the shadows.

"This is my bed."

Lance looked at the little thing that was getting more and more beautiful, and sighed helplessly.

He hadn't forgotten the words Wen Yi Fei had said before he left. Moreover, there were differences between males and females. This girl was no longer four years old. She was already nine years old.

"I know. I want to sleep with you."

Qing'er didn't want to look into Lance's eyes. She couldn't let Lance know that she was timid.

Perhaps it was because she had done too many bad things recently, especially for the Yamaguchi group, and she was very uneasy about the fact that hundreds of people had died in the newspapers.

"Sigh, little thing, men and women are different. There's no need for me to teach you all this, right?"

Lance sighed and sat on the edge of the bed.

"I know, but I'm still a child."

Qing'er sat up. She was just a bit scared. Furthermore, she was only nine years old. She didn't think that a little girl could arouse a man's interest.

"How long are you planning to stay here?"

Lance didn't want to get entangled with her, so he took off his jacket and lay down on the outside.

"Lance, are you trying to kick me out of here?"

Qing Er hugged Lance's arm and pouted.

"I do, but will you go?"

Lance held in his laughter.

"No, I'm sure of you anyway."

Qing'er went even further this time, jumping into Lance's arms.

"Little thing, can you adjust your sleeping posture? If you do this, I can't guarantee that I won't do anything tonight."

Lance stared at the small head in front of his chest and said.

Although he felt no different from an ordinary person these years, facing such a delicious meal, he really couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't suddenly bite him in the middle of the night.

The Strigoi were active at night, especially in their thirst for blood. He hadn't forgotten that night a few years ago, when he had almost made a fuss about something.

Ah!" What will you do?

Qing'er looked up at Lance innocently.

"Vampires are crazy about blood. You don't want to be a mummy in the morning."