Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 208 Let's think about it occasionally.
Qu Yanci sat down on the sofa with his daughter in his arms. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"I wanted to give you a surprise, but it seems to have turned into a shock." Shen Guining pinched the little girl's cheek. "I just wasn't watching her for a second, and she slipped inside."

"Little rascal."

The little girl shook her head vigorously, "No...no, I'm not a bad guy..."

Shen Guining laughed and said, "Okay, Yi Yi is not a bad guy, Yi Yi is a good baby."

The little girl was finally satisfied.

"Let's take a picture. I'll wash your face after we take the picture." Shen Guining picked up her phone, turned on the camera, flipped it, and raised her arm to adjust the angle.

The little girl has loved taking pictures since she was little and has a great sense of the camera; she even made a "V" sign with her little hand.

Shen Guining tilted her head and leaned against Qu Yanci's shoulder, a smile playing on her lips.

A family of three, the image frozen in time.

The little girl was having a good time when suddenly a large hand covered her eyes.

Yi Yi: Hmm? It's getting dark?

Qu Yanci held Shen Guining's head with his right hand and quickly kissed her lips.

The little girl pushed away the hand blocking her view, looked up, and her face was full of confusion.

Shen Guining felt a little guilty, like she was doing something wrong behind her daughter's back, while Qu Yanci remained expressionless.

"Let's go to the bathroom to wash our faces." Shen Guining put down her phone and took out a small bottle of makeup remover and a small pack of cotton wipes from her bag.

Qu Yanci stood in front of the sink, holding the little girl in his arms. Shen Guining poured makeup remover into his palm, rubbed it on the little girl's face with his fingertips, gently massaged it, then emulsified it with water and wiped it clean.

Her face had fully recovered, fair and rosy, so tender it looked like it could be pinched to release moisture.

The little girl looked in the mirror, "I'm not a bear..."

Shen Guining asked, "Then who are you?"

"all."

"What is her full name? What is Yi-yi's full name?"

The little girl thought for a moment, then answered slowly and deliberately, "Qu...Qing...Ran..."

Shen Guining pinched her nose and praised her, "That's right, great job, call her Qu Qingran, Ranran."

After washing his face, Qu Yanci processed the documents that needed to be signed that day, left work early, and took the mother and daughter shopping.

The little girl held her dad's hand in one hand and her mom's hand in the other, and happily left the company.
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My child started attending an international kindergarten at the age of three.

She is very adaptable, never cries or makes a fuss, and learns things the fastest among children her age.

Teachers often say that she doesn't seem like a three-year-old at all.

She has her own set of logical thinking, and she will spontaneously think about the same problem from different angles. She usually loves all kinds of picture books and encyclopedic enlightenment books. Her memory is amazing, and she can almost remember everything she sees.

But in front of Qu Yanci and Shen Guining, she was just an ordinary little girl who could act cute and charming, and occasionally had little mood swings.

She was unhappy because her daddy wouldn't let her sleep with her mommy at night.

But her mother would tell her bedtime stories and lull her to sleep, so she reluctantly stopped arguing with her father.

When the little girl came home from school that day, she brought Shen Guining a flower like a treasure. "Mommy, I'm giving you a rose. I planted it myself at kindergarten." It was a flower-planting activity organized by the teacher, where the children could choose which flowers they wanted to plant. She knew that her mother liked roses the most, so she chose rose seeds.

Shen Guining accepted it with delight, "This is wonderful, thank you, darling, such beautiful flowers."

The little girl asked in a low voice, "Is it prettier than the one Daddy gave you?"

Shen Guining smiled and nodded, "Of course, yours is the most beautiful."

The little girl has bright, curved eyes.

Qu Yanci noticed the mother and daughter whispering to each other and came over to ask, "What are you talking about?"

Shen Guining held up her hand to show him, "These are roses my daughter planted for me."

Qu Yanci sat down next to her, "Find a vase and put it in there."

The little girl snuggled into Shen Guining's arms, "Mommy, will you miss me next week when I'm not around?"

The kindergarten has a study tour to Suzhou to experience some intangible cultural heritage handicrafts and delicacies for a week.

Shen Guining was actually a little worried, after all, her daughter was not yet four years old and had never left her side since birth, but Qu Yanci said that her daughter would grow up sooner or later, and it was necessary to cultivate her independent habits in advance.

After asking the young girl for her opinion, and she agreed, Shen Guining respected her wishes.

"You'll definitely miss my baby, we'll call you then."

"I'll miss you too, Mommy."

Shen Guining touched her little face, "Don't you miss your daddy?"

The little girl pursed her lips. "I'll think about it occasionally."

Shen Guining was amused by her tone.

The little girl is being hypocritical; she always asks her dad when he'll be back when he's away on business.

Qu Yanci was used to it. "What did you learn at school today?"

"Solving Rubik's Cube problems is too easy, not fun." The little girl snuggled up to his leg and asked, "Daddy, when will my Doraemon 3.0 arrive?"

"We'll arrive when you return from your study abroad trip."

Shen Guining exclaimed in surprise, "Doraemon 3.0 is out?"

Doraemon is an intelligent AI product developed by Dingsheng Group. It can answer various encyclopedic questions, chat with children, and interact with them through touch.

The little girl said, "Yes, I asked Daddy to upgrade it. The last version was a bit outdated and couldn't play chess with me."

Shen Guining sometimes felt that her little brain contained too much information.

The little girl remembered something else, "Daddy, you promised to buy me a pony, don't forget."

Qu Yanci nodded, "I bought it, and I'll keep it at the horse farm. I'll take you riding it next time."

Shen Guining looked at the father and daughter, "When did you buy this? How come I didn't know?"

Qu Yanci said calmly, "I just bought it a couple of days ago. She wanted it, so I bought it for her."

The little girl secretly protested in her heart: No, it was clearly Daddy who said he would buy her a pony as long as she went on her study tour.