I don't have time to buy things; I just do them to kill time when I'm bored on the road.
Ya Ya didn't realize what was fun at first; she just glanced at it, after all, it was just two ordinary sticks.
What's so fun about this thing?
The main reason is that she's angry with her dad!
Song Shiting had just finished packing up the bamboo dragonfly.
A small round stick is attached to the flat wings. If you hold it in your hand and twist it left and right, the end with the wings will separate from the stick.
It flew away like a dragonfly.
Ya Ya was suddenly drawn to it.
Only then did he start having fun with Song Shiting.
Seeing that Song Shiting had quickly captured her daughter's attention, Ruan Qingling's lips curled up slightly as she focused on her writing.
Song Shiting played with his daughter, and soon Ya Ya got tired and fell asleep in Song Shiting's arms.
Ruan Qingling was writing under the lamp. Such a peaceful and tranquil night felt especially comfortable to her.
I suddenly had a lot of inspiration when I was writing about my daughter and Song Shiting, and I lost track of time.
Until Song Shiting came to her side and placed his hands on Ruan Qingling's shoulders.
Ruan Qingling was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Song Shiting.
Song Shiting reached out and took the pen from her hand, saying, "You've written so much, you must be tired. Take a rest."
Ruan Qingling turned to look at Song Shiting.
With a pull from Song Shiting, Ruan Qingling nestled into his arms.
After not seeing each other for two days, I felt a strong sense of longing when we met again.
My daughter is asleep; now's the time to do something naughty.
But with such a small bed, Ya Ya couldn't do anything while sleeping on it.
Ruan Qingling held Song Shiting down and kissed him on the cheek.
Song Shiting stood stiffly to the side, his gaze fixed on the bed.
It's so small!
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