Just as Qin Lie was lost in thought, his face suddenly received a smudge. He lowered his head and saw a chubby little face, Zhouzhou's small mouth pouting high, looking somewhat unhappy.
Puffing her cheeks, she huffed, "Dad, why are you daydreaming when I'm talking to you? Who are you thinking about? Am I still your favorite cub?"
The little girl huffed, her almond-shaped eyes widened as she accused him, as if he were some deadbeat dad.
With her little tantrum, all his previous worries dissipated. Qin Lie's lips curled up, and he got off the bed, skillfully holding the chubby little girl in his arms. He absentmindedly ruffled her hair and said, "I was thinking about what hairstyle to do for you today."
Hairstyle?
When Zhouzhou heard this, her eyes lit up, immediately forgot what happened earlier. Excitedly, she turned to her stylist, Tony, and made her request, "Today, I want to tie my hair up and have a real topknot!"
Qin Lie: "..."