"I'm stuffed."
I sat in the living room, paused slightly with the chopsticks in my hands, looked at my daughter opposite who was walking towards the kitchen with the bowl and chopsticks, and sighed silently in my heart.
My daughter is nine years old this year and is now in the fourth grade of elementary school.
Although she is still a child in terms of age, in terms of appearance or figure, she has perfectly inherited her mother's beauty.
The slender lips are delicate and charming, the nose is small and tall, and the eyes are obviously black, but the daughter's eyes are as dazzling as gems coated with a layer of luster, and the white and tender skin is like ivory jade. Or maybe it's the stunning and extraordinary colors carved out of the most precious agate. Although the facial features are still childish, they are already vaguely different from the cute and cute doll image in my memory.
The eyes with green feathered eyebrows seemed to be dripping with water.
Although she is only in fourth grade, her daughter is already a little nervous.
He is 1.5 meters tall, but his lower body wrapped in the most ordinary and elegant light-colored jeans is extremely eye-catching.
Slender and smooth, like a work of art with the so-called golden ratio, her flesh and bones are well-proportioned, with a slight lolita innocent voluptuousness, and she looks even more perfect when wrapped in jeans.
On the one hand, it won't make you look too short, but on the other hand, you can't ignore the cuteness of these loli legs.
Perhaps the most surprising thing is the slightly swollen breasts and the white meat dumplings wrapped in jeans.
It's enough to imagine how disastrous this loli will be to the country and the people when she grows up.
During this short gaze, I realized that maybe it was time to buy a bra for my daughter?
Maybe it's a little late.
I secretly complained to myself that as a father of a single-parent family, I was still a little too incompetent.
Her mother died of illness two years ago.
During that time, I worked hard to pay off the debts I incurred while being treated in the hospital. It may have been that I neglected to care for my daughter at that time, which is why she is not very close to me now.
In fact, it was not the case before.
She would hold my wife and I's hands, with a smile on her face and humming sweet songs.
She would pester me to hold her and watch TV, pester me to give her a bath and blow her bubbles with shower gel.
But now, even though we eat together, no matter what I say, my daughter always responds in a neither salty nor bland way. She eats quickly every time and then goes back to her room and locks it.
Although, my daughter's grades are still among the best, and she even won a prize in a primary school competition not long ago.
When the teacher mentions her, or when I go to a parent-teacher meeting, everyone is full of praise for her.
Said that she has a strong character, is polite to others, and is very patient when giving lectures to her classmates. Although she is only in elementary school, she still does her homework at school until very late.
In fact, this is also true.
I once paid attention to their college's confession wall.
There is always information about my daughter on it.
They all say that she is the undoubted beauty of the school.
Why did you express your love and was rejected? Please comfort me.
What weird nicknames, such as the Iceberg Queen.
It is enough to show the popularity of my daughter.
God, even elementary school students would have such thoughts about their daughters. Children today are too precocious! But it's true, even though I'm the same age as those classmates. She is still a primary school student, but at this age, her daughter already has a feminine charm that can blind people.