OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 908: What If She Gets Mad If I Kiss Her?

Chapter 908: Chapter 908: What If She Gets Mad If I Kiss Her?

Zhi’er blinked her long lashes, her sparkling black eyes gazing at Feng Fuce.

He cared about her so much...

Zhi’er’s red lips moved slightly, her voice somewhat coy: "It’s nothing."

She withdrew her hand.

Feng Fuce furrowed his brow.

Even though he was scolding, there was an unavoidable hint of fondness in his tone.

"I’m talking to you, and you get lost in thought and burn the sleeve, Bai Zhi’er, you really are..."

At the end, he chuckled to himself.

Feng Fuce ruffled her hair: "Forget it, as long as you’re okay."

Zhi’er’s dark lashes fluttered.

"I heard you." She quickly stole a glance at him.

Zhi’er mustered up her courage to apologize to Feng Fuce.

"Brother Fu Ce, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have blamed you earlier. Although you made a mistake, I know you meant well for me."

"We could have chosen a way to communicate without arguing, yet I still sulked with you. I won’t do it anymore."

"You are a friend I care about very much, let’s not be angry with each other, okay?"

The young girl showed not the slightest bit of pretension.

Her moist, dark, beautiful eyes were focused and serious as she looked at Feng Fuce, waiting for his response.

Water dripped from Feng Fuce’s slender fingers.

At this moment, he was sure that droplet of water had also splashed into his heart.

Otherwise, why would Feng Fuce feel ripples of emotion in his heart? 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Because of Zhi’er’s words, he felt warmth overflowing in his heart.

And he had an irresistible urge to hold her tight.

Feng Fuce’s distinct knuckles moved slightly.

In the end, he didn’t do it.

Suddenly, he smiled and said in a deep voice: "I was never angry with you, I’m just waiting for you to understand how much I care about you."

Zhi’er’s voice was soft and tender: "I understand now! I understand right now!"

"Because we are good friends, you care about me and want me to win, so you help me!"

Saying this, Zhi’er lifted her delicate little face.

Her eyes sparkling, she giggled and said: "Feng Fuce, it’s not just you who cares about me, I care about you too!"

Zhi’er lowered her head and took out a pink peach from the pouch she carried with her.

"Here! I’ve been holding off eating it, saving it just for you!"

For Zhi’er.

A person she’s willing to share good food with must be the closest and dearest to her.

Feng Fuce accepted the peach.

His eyes were deep, flickering with some hidden emotions.

"Zhi’er, look behind you." Suddenly, Feng Fuce said.

The girl immediately turned her head, looking around in confusion.

There was nothing there at all...

"What are you looking at?"

She had no idea that at that moment, Feng Fuce had lowered his head, waiting at the spot where her lips would return.

However, he suddenly thought.

If he kissed Zhi’er here, what if she got mad?

So, he straightened up a bit, retracting his fiery and passionate thoughts.

When Zhi’er turned back, she found Feng Fuce raising his hand to steady the Beaded Flower in her hair.

"This Beaded Flower was about to fall," he explained softly.

Zhi’er touched her hair and smiled sweetly: "Thank you."

Feng Fuce turned around, washing the peach in the water tank, cutting it into small pieces, and placing them on a plate.

His hands, capable of taking lives, could also do such meticulous work for her.

Even Feng Fuce felt that Zhi’er held great significance to him.

Together, they busied themselves and finally managed to make three dishes and a soup.

They looked perfect in color, aroma, and taste.

After serving it on the dining table, even Mo Yanchi couldn’t help but praise them.

"Little apprentice, you’re amazing, making your master see you in a new light."