Chapter 138: On the So-Called Lolicon

Chapter 138

At noon, the blazing sun hung high in the sky. There was not a single cloud to be seen, and the surface of the sea was as still as a mirror, without even the slightest breeze. A vintage-style wooden multi-masted sailing ship drifted leisurely across the water.

Under a massive parasol on the deck, Mei was fast asleep on a lounge chair. She lay curled on her side, clutching a fluffy, cat-shaped plush toy, with most of her small face pressed against it. Her smooth, jet-black hair flowed across the chair, and she was tightly tucked under a pale yellow blanket, leaving only a pair of small, delicate, and fair feet poking out restlessly.

"Honestly, you can't even stay still while you're sleeping!" Mo Chen murmured with a soft complaint as he tucked her feet back under the blanket for the umpteenth time, though the doting tone in his voice was impossible to hide.

Two meters away, Wanqi Wenyue, who had been drooling over the scene of the adorable, napping loli, rolled her eyes in silence.

Over the past few days, her eyes had been opened wide. The men, who usually carried themselves with such cool, domineering, and icy arrogance, were more attentive than professional nannies when it came to caring for someone. Because of one remark from that gloomy man in the cloak—"Her energy consumption was too high, she needs plenty of rest"—the little girl had been fed every meal and drink, carried