Fantasy: I Raise a Daughter in Another World

In the dead of night. In a rather antique room. The shy girl climbed onto the bed quietly, her face flushed. "Dad, I want to drink milk." The sleeping man opened his eyes slightly and spoke vaguely. "Didn't I just give you a drink this morning?" "But people still want it." The girl said coquettishly, and her white jade arms held the man affectionately. The man looked determined and unmoved. "No, there's really not a drop left!" "Dad!" The girl's voice increased in vain, and tears gradually filled her crystal eyes. "Please give me some more, otherwise I won't be able to sleep." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.