Watching the dark locks tumble over Sizhui's shoulders has him even harder.

"That's my princess," he coos. "That makes me happy that you listened to the aftercare instructions. It makes Daddy very happy to know that it helped you sleep properly."

Though it makes him concerned he hasn't slept properly in months. Jiang Cheng leans back in his chair, every inch the haughty Daddy role.

"Did you touch yourself like this too?" he asks. "Tell Daddy how you played with yourself, sweetheart."