October.
Anya let out the first "ba" sound of her life.
Although it was unintentional, and she had no idea what it meant, it made Qin Guanglin's heart skip a beat as he held his breath and leaned in close to look at his daughter.
"Call Daddy."
"Ah oh."
"No, it's Dad-dy."
"Ya ya."
"No, no, it's Dad-dy."
"Ba, ba."
"Ah, that's right!"
Qin Guanglin was overjoyed, picked up his daughter and spun around twice on the spot, making the baby giggle.
She didn't understand anything yet, but she could feel the emotions transmitted by Qin Guanglin.
He Fang came home from work, went to the bedroom first to kiss her daughter, checked the diaper and clothes for thickness, and then looked up to see Qin Guanglin sitting beside her with a secretive smile on his face.
"Decorum, the weather is getting cooler now, so keep a close eye on the child."
