Ayumi pushed open the bedroom door forcefully, her little head peeking in like a curious little rattle. Seeing her mother standing in the doorway, her face still flushed, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Mom, what's wrong? Your face is so red!"
Mrs. Yoshida smiled awkwardly, a hint of unease in her expression. She reached out and touched her daughter's head, trying to hide her fluster, and said in as gentle a voice as possible, "It's nothing, Mom was just drying her hair and it got a little hot."
Ayumi blinked her big eyes, clearly not quite believing the explanation, but she didn't ask any further questions. Instead, she turned to look at Yuzuru in the bedroom, her eyes lighting up immediately, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Yuzuru-nii! What brings you here!"
Yuzuru sat up with a smile and beckoned to Ayumi: "Ayumi, come here."
Ayumi immediately ran over happily, threw herself into Yuzuru's arms, and looked up at him with her rosy little face, asking, "Brother Yuzuru, did you come to see me?"
Yu Sheng Nan ruffled her hair and laughed, "Yes, I came here specifically to see Ayumi today, but I was playing hide-and-seek with my mom for a while and you almost found me."
He used the excuse the two of them had just made up, looking completely natural, as if they were just playing a normal game.
Upon hearing this, Ayumi's previously upturned lips instantly pouted, and she said indignantly, "Brother Yuzuru is biased! He doesn't even include me when he plays hide-and-seek with Mom!"
"But Ayumi is still young."
Holding the little girl's soft, cuddly body, Yu Shengnan said contentedly, a doting smile on his face, "When Ayumi gets a little older, she can play games with her brother."
Upon hearing that she couldn't play games with her beloved older brother, Ayumi immediately became anxious, her face turning bright red. She quickly said, "Ayumi isn't little anymore. Ayumi is already in first grade. She can play games with Mom and her brother now."
As she spoke, she puffed out her chest, her small chest thrusting forward with all her might, looking like a little adult. Then she counted on her fingers, earnestly recounting the milestones of her growth, trying to prove that she was mature enough.
She just doesn't understand that you can't take adults' words seriously.
Playing games and "playing games" can sometimes have completely different meanings...
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