Chapter 36: Do You Like Me?

"No," he answered without hesitation.

However, after answering her question, Sītú Mù inexplicably felt that the previously warm air turned cold.

Daisy suddenly let go of him, and the ambiguous atmosphere vanished instantly. She stood by the bed with her back to him, faintly showing a hint of displeasure. Her voice was flat, without a ripple, "Then, do you hate me?"

"I don't hate you."

Of course, he didn't hate her. But he found it a bit strange. Sweetheart wasn't like this before. He couldn't comprehend the current situation. Wasn't a woman's heart like a needle at the bottom of the sea?

"Hmm..." She sneered, "People say I'm like ice, but you're the real piece of ice. I've done so much to you, and you don't feel a thing."

"Do you hope that I hate you?" Sītú Mù felt like he understood something. All those things Sweetheart did seemed to be an attempt to make him hate her, but...

"How can I hate you, cutie? You're so cute. How could I hate or dislike you?" He furrowed his brows slightly, puzzled.

Daisy, who had her back turned to him, at the moment she heard this, her eyes widened slightly, shining.

Cute?

In that instant, she felt a flutter in her heart.

"I may be like ice, but I'm the kind of ice that only you can melt." He said it very seriously, as he felt that when his phenethylamine started to secrete in large quantities, he was genuinely being melted by her.

In the next moment, Daisy's fragrant and soft body had already pressed against him.

Her index finger, enticingly, traced lightly along his jaw, her eyes carrying a bright hope. Her voice, seductive yet slightly shy and elated, asked, "Do you like me?"

Perhaps... yes. Sītú Mù had never experienced the feeling of liking someone before, but the current situation was very clear. If he didn't say he liked her, their relationship would surely explode!

Therefore, Sītú Mù very honestly answered her, "Yes."

Daisy pressed her face against his chest, smiling charmingly. Accidentally hearing his slightly accelerated heartbeat, she raised her head again, hooked his jaw, and softly asked him, "Do you really not resent me?"

"No," he replied, "Actually, this game is quite novel for me. It's just that I don't like being..."

Daisy, upon hearing the last term he used, suddenly understood what he meant. She immediately blushed and glared at him coquettishly, saying, "You wish!"

She playfully bit his jaw, teasing him for a while. Finally, she released the shackles that had bound him for a long time. Sītú Mù, in turn, took the lead, and the vampire and the human engaged in playful banter for quite some time.

In the end, Daisy pushed him away, sat up, adjusted her clothes, and her voice still carried a seductive tone as she said, "No more fooling around. I need to handle some matters. They say humans feel uncomfortable without sunlight for a long time. You can go out and see the sunlight later."

He reluctantly hugged her again, embracing her waist, burying his head in her neck. Hearing her words, he nuzzled against her fragrant neck, nodding, "Hmm."

After some thought, Daisy added, "I still need a steward. Would you like to be my steward?"

Before the man who clung to her could answer, she swiftly changed her tone, turning cold, "Or maybe you want to return to M.R. Laboratories. That's also an option. When I have time, I'll send you back."

Sītú Mù felt like she changed her mind faster than turning a page. He could only hold her tighter, kissing her neck, and said, "I won't go back. I'm willing to be your steward as long as I can stay with you."

Moreover, being her steward made certain matters more convenient to handle...

This way, no one would ever know what happened to the blood servant boys who disappeared not long ago.

There would be no more blood servant boys in the future.

Was he really unable to break free from her handcuffs and foot cuffs during this time?

As long as he shattered his bones, he could.