Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

Kiana finally understood; this little girl clearly didn't want her to help her get dressed, so she simply tossed the clothes beside her and said:

"You can wear it yourself."

After watching the girl get dressed by herself, Kiana went over and tried to pick her up, but the girl dodged her embrace and ran towards the door first.

Kiana paused for a moment, then remembered that the parenting manual said that children don't like being held by their parents all the time, so they shouldn't be held all the time and should be allowed to run around more on their own.

Kiana touched her nose and followed the girl out. When she entered the living room, Mir had already finished washing up and was sitting in a chair waiting for the maid to serve her meal.

Several maids in the living room went over to help her tie her napkin, occasionally touching her little face and rubbing it. By this time, they had gotten used to this little princess who had suddenly appeared. Although she was a bit mischievous, her cute appearance won the hearts of everyone here. If it weren't for the difference in their status that prevented them from overstepping their bounds, they might have already surrounded and pinched Mir.

After the maids brought out all the dishes, Kiana tried to feed Mir an egg with a fork, but Mir just looked at her with fear, then stuck an egg in her own mouth and put it in her mouth. She was still a little scared about what happened yesterday.

Kiana's hand holding the fork froze in mid-air, her expression turning somewhat defeated. She hadn't even had a chance to properly pamper her daughter, and now Mir was already independent (not really) and no longer needed her.

Other parents might feel that "the child has grown up" in this situation, but she didn't feel that way at all. She had only known the child for a few days and had just begun to decide to pamper her when she found that the child had already become somewhat distant from her, which left her with only a sense of loss.

(Think carefully about what you've done!)

Kiana became somewhat annoyed, and at this moment, her emotional intelligence started to fail her again.

"Sweetie, let Daddy feed you." Kiana picked up Mir and made her sit on her lap. Ignoring her struggles and fearful expression, she forcibly pried open her little mouth and stuffed the egg into Mir's mouth.

Before Mir could even swallow the egg in her mouth, Kiana forced another one into her mouth. Mir choked again, clutching her chest and pounding it repeatedly while coughing.

In her desperation, she once again forgot to use her magic and could only roll around there with tears in her eyes.

The maids standing to the side could no longer bear to watch. Ever since the little princess appeared, Her Majesty the Queen had become a bit dim-witted. It was a pity that the little princess was being treated so cruelly.

Kiana hurriedly poured the girl a glass of water, which the girl gulped down. Mil, who had barely recovered, glared at Kiana with her tear-filled eyes before running out the door without looking back.

She's running away from home!

Seeing Mir run away, Kiana was about to chase after him, but then she stopped as if she had thought of something, and just watched Mir run out the door.

The maids standing around were getting a little anxious. They didn't want the little girl to run away from home like this. Even if the girl wouldn't encounter any danger under the Queen's perception, they had gotten used to having a cute girl running around these past two days. Even if they couldn't do anything, it was still nice to have her around. But seeing that the Queen hadn't chased after her, they were even less likely to make any rash moves.

Mir angrily pushed open the door and ran outside, but before she could take two steps, she bumped into someone and fell to the ground. Just as Mir was about to get up and kick the blind guy in front of her, she felt herself being helped up.

"Why are you so reckless? Didn't I tell you not to run so fast?"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Mir excitedly raised his head to look at the person who had entered.

"mom!"

Eileen felt mentally healed by Mil's soft, sweet voice, and the fatigue of the past two days disappeared. This is the benefit of raising a daughter.

Eileen opened her arms to Mil. She had been very worried about letting Kiana take care of the child these past two days. After all, she knew very well how low Kiana's emotional intelligence was. She was alright with herself, as Kiana's emotional intelligence was normal only in front of her. But Mil was different. Kiana had only just met this daughter, and who knew how she would take care of her.

Seeing Eileen with her arms outstretched, Mil excitedly ran over... and kicked her in the shin.

Even Eileen can't just block Lord Mil's way. If Lord Mil says he's going to kick you, he'll kick you!

Chapter 111 When comforting a child, the father has the lowest status among the three family members.

Eileen crossed her arms and looked coldly at Mill, who had his head down and hands behind his back.

She had spent a lot of energy searching for Standin these past two days. After all, he had been hiding for thousands of years and suddenly appeared, and he was targeting her. She had to take this opportunity to find him, but she failed. He was too good at hiding. Eileen tried many methods but failed to locate him. The book that Mil had stolen could not give her many clues either. Helpless, she had no choice but to give up on this matter for the time being.

After two days of fruitless efforts, she felt exhausted. She wanted to hug her daughter to soothe her soul, but what did the little one do? Not only did she not give her mother a hug after being separated for several days, she even kicked her. It seems this brat thinks she's itching for a beating because she hasn't been spanked by her mother for days.

Kiana also came over at this moment. As the strongest, she naturally knew what was happening outside, but she dared not disobey her wife's authority. She could just watch from the side and see how Irene usually disciplined the children.

“Mill,” Eileen said coldly, “why did you kick your mother?”

A small shoe print had already appeared on her black stockings, which the girl had just made.

Mil raised his head and glanced at her weakly, but he was thinking about something in his mind.

Damn it, she always tries to bully me just because she's an adult. Now's the perfect opportunity. If I don't fight back today, I'll only be bullied by Eileen in the future!

Mil completely failed to understand the idea that children shouldn't disobey their mothers at home. Mustering her courage, she raised her head and said:

"Because you're blocking Lord Mil's way! Are you blind...?" Mil quickly covered her mouth halfway through her sentence, because she saw that Eileen's expression was getting bad, and her intuition was telling her that danger was about to strike.

Kiana, standing to the side, was stunned. How could this child be so reckless?

“Mir,” Eileen said with a dark expression, pulling a feather duster from her spatial storage. “Hold out your hand.”

Mir was frightened and naturally refused to obediently extend her hand. She took a few steps back, as if she might run away at any moment.

Seeing that her daughter was not cooperating with her orders, Eileen simply grabbed her and carried her all the way to Kiana's room, ignoring her struggles. Kiana followed along, but did not dare to speak, because her past experience told her not to provoke Eileen when she had this expression.

"Waaaaahhhhh!!!" Mir screamed.

Eileen threw her onto the bed, looking at her with an unfriendly expression.

"I'll give you one more chance, reach out!!" She shouted the last two words, which made Mir shrink back in fright.

The girl tremblingly stretched out her little hand.

Eileen reached out and spread out Mir's five little fingers, then raised the feather duster high—

"Snapped!!"

A crisp sound echoed throughout the room.

"Cough cough woo ...

Still being naughty?

“Waaah—waaaah—” Mir continued to cry, without answering her question.

Eileen picked up Mil with one hand, sat down and laid Mil flat on her lap, using her other hand to hold a feather duster against Mil's bottom.

"Mom is asking you, are you still being naughty?"

"Gurgle, gurgle—cough cough—waah—"

Mir murmured a couple of words, but because he was crying and talking at the same time, they didn't form complete sentences.

Even Kiana, with her low emotional intelligence, knew she should stop Irene at this point, so she quickly went over and grabbed Irene's hands.

"Never mind, the child is just being immature and we can't keep hitting her."

“Even if I hit her, she never learns her lesson!” Eileen glared at Mil, but stopped what she was doing.

She had come back eagerly to hug her daughter and heal her soul, but because of Mir's mischief, she vented her exhaustion in another way.

Mir, who had been saved by Kiana, rolled over, hugged her pillow, and looked at the two of them, sobbing and trembling. She felt no gratitude whatsoever for Kiana saving her.

"Okay, okay, Mommy won't hit you anymore." Eileen put the feather duster away. After hitting the child, she needed to comfort her appropriately.

Eileen pulled Mil into her arms again, but this time she was much gentler. Mil didn't struggle. Eileen grabbed Mil's little hand that she had hit, but the girl clenched her fist and refused to open it again.

"Stretch it out and let Mom see."

The girl groaned, but still held her hands tightly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," Eileen said, gently rubbing her head to comfort her.

The girl opened her hand, revealing a red mark on her palm. Eileen hadn't used much force, but it still hurt quite a bit for the girl's delicate hand.

"Mommy, rub it, does it still hurt?" Eileen gently rubbed her little hand with concern.

"Cough cough—it hurts—ooh cough cough cough—"

"Come on, blow on it, it won't hurt anymore." Eileen blew on Mir's little hand a few times. "Will you make Mommy angry again?"

Every time she disciplined the little one, she would ask her this question, but it never worked. The girl remained as naughty as ever. However, asking this question to end the discipline had become a habit for Eileen.

This time, however, the girl didn't admit her mistake immediately. She choked back tears and turned her head away, secretly glancing at each of them.

"You, you all cough—cough cough—bullying me—" she mumbled through the sentence.

Hearing Mil's reply, Eileen frowned.

Is there something here that she doesn't know?

Eileen turned her head towards Kiana, her expression extremely unfriendly.

"Tell Mom, did Dad bully you? Mom will stand up for you." Eileen looked down at the girl whose face was covered in tears.

"She, she bullies me, cough cough cough, she's been bullying me all along, cough cough cough." Mir seized the opportunity and complained without hesitation.

Kiana blinked innocently at Irene, who was staring at her, and she had no recollection of ever bullying a girl.

What should you do to make Mir feel better in this situation? Of course, teach Kiana a lesson. Regardless of whether she really bullied Mir, she should be taught a lesson.

In a harmonious family of three, who has the lowest social status? It depends on the situation; sometimes it's the child, sometimes it's the father.

So, Kiana, it's worth it for you to take a beating so that our daughter can feel better.

Chapter 112 Everyone Was Picked Up

Kiana is in a tragic situation. Despite being the strongest person in the other world, she is surprisingly henpecked. Although she is incredibly strong and 99% of the world's population respects her, she is henpecked. So when Irene suggested that she kneel on a durian imbued with Irene's magic without using her magic defense, she didn't dare to object at all.

Kiana knelt on the durian while looking at the little one held in her wife's arms with a resentful gaze. She really couldn't understand what she had done to offend this little one. She had given her a bath, told her bedtime stories, dressed her in nice clothes, and even given her candied hawthorns...

She's done so much for this little guy these past two days, she's definitely a responsible father. Why would this little girl say bad things about her to her wife?

(Anyone who didn't know better would really think you're a great father)

Mir sat in Irene's lap, looking smugly at her father who had bullied her for days. She had just reported everything Kiana had done to Irene, after which Irene took out a durian with a livid face, imbued it with magic, and made Kiana kneel down.

Mir felt much better now. The reason she cried most of the time when Eileen hit her wasn't because it hurt too much, although it did hurt quite a bit. The main reason was because she felt wronged by being disciplined by Eileen, whom she regarded as her "mother." Now, seeing her "mother" punish her "father" who had bullied her for several days made her very happy.

“Baby, Mommy has already taught Daddy a lesson for you. Come on, give Mommy a kiss.” With that, Eileen brought her face close to Mil’s little face.

And Mil played along, giving Eileen a quick "mua" on the cheek, making her laugh.

Kiana, kneeling beside the durian, nearly popped her eyes out. That was supposed to be her exclusive privilege, but it turns out that the child was just a third wheel between her and her lover!

But my daughter is so cute too...

Although she felt a pang of jealousy at their intimate behavior, she dared not express it and could only keep it to herself.

There was no other way; one was his wife, and the other was his daughter. Offending his wife would lead to bad consequences, and offending his daughter was the same as offending his wife.

"I'll tear up all those useless books when I get back!" Kiana thought bitterly.

She read in books that daughters are usually close to their fathers, while wives are only left to be jealous of their own daughters. But why is the situation reversed now? It's infuriating, I'm so envious of both sides…

"Honey, have you had breakfast yet?"