"Nandu, what happened? Let daddy see where you are burned..." Looking at his daughter anxiously, Sidharth was heartbroken. His little daughter was so delicate. From childhood to adulthood, he was afraid that she would get hurt, so he didn't force her to go to school, nor let her learn riding and shooting, and even didn't allow her to learn needlework, for fear that this little girl would accidentally prick her hand with needlework.

    At this moment, the hot milk was poured on her lower body. Seeing his daughter groaning in pain, the man didn't care about anything else. He just carried his little beauty to the long couch beside him and placed her on it while he kneeled down between her legs, and eagerly tore off his daughter's robe. His big hands supported his daughter's naked body, and his clear eyes stared straight at his daughter's exposed white belly.