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Unparalleled Favor

She is everyone's apple of their eye, she is the Little Princess of the circle, she is the young lady who has the city beneath her feet, she is the treasure whom he loves to the bone. Reborn into a top family, only a month old and raised by a boy with the looks of an angel and the heart of a devil? Fine, considering you've given me wealth, honor, and the utmost affection, I might as well agree. What? The only demand for me is four words, to be lawless and unbridled? * As aloof as he is Your favorite? Without hesitation, "Baby." Aside from people? Without thinking, "Taking care of Baby." Any objects? Instantly, "What Baby likes." * As adorable as he is The little one has a delicate appearance and an innocent temperament, carefully flipping through a dictionary-thick book on anatomy. "Reborn?" "Reborn?" "Transmigrated?" "Hmm?" "Never mind. Want some milk?" "Mommy, I'm already grown up." Well, indeed, no longer a one- or two-year-old child. Already three years old. * [One-on-one mutual nurturing, both strong and pure. The main plot is overly sweet and doting, with no melodrama or complications. A quality new work assurance, seeking collection and support.] PS: This novel is a modern fantasy, purely a work of fiction. Please do not compare it to real life! Also, subjective and misleading comments or malicious messages are refused. To maintain a good mood for writing, they will be directly deleted and blocked.

Ten Directions Floral Leaves · Urban
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289 Chs

Chapter 60: The Grand Competition Every Three Years (1)

"Young master, miss," Qin Yiyi and Meng Shichen got up and came downstairs where the servants were already waiting.

Ever since Qin Jue arrived, he had taken on the role of butler. No one aside from Qin Jue was allowed in Meng Shichen and Qin Yiyi's rooms, not even Qin Shuang. Therefore, the morning routine was personally handled by Meng Shichen, with Qin Jue coming in at a set time to clean.

Qin Yiyi nodded and went straight to the dining table with Meng Shichen to sit down.

She chewed on her food, fiddling with her baby bottle. "Shichen brother, why am I still using this? I've grown up."

"It prevents you from choking on water," it was the honest truth, but Meng Shichen also had a certain affection for the bottle, or more precisely, for Qin Yiyi holding the bottle. He found her particularly adorable with the bottle, and each time, he almost wanted to bite.