Gu Xiaoer was lost in thought, not knowing where her mind had wandered.
A cute little voice came from the stairwell: "Little Ear, it's your turn! Don't forget to bring the towel and water up."
"Oh, I'm coming, I'm coming."
Responding as she spoke, she quickly put the photo album back in place, rubbed her eyes, and got up from the sofa.
Then she grabbed two clean towels, filled water in the cups, one big and one small, checked the water temperature, and headed up to the rooftop.
"Li Wanzi, come have some water."
"I'm starting a new move, just wait a minute." The little gentleman stood on the balcony. Though the March weather wasn't warm, with a cool breeze, his forehead was lined with a thin layer of sweat, and he spoke while slightly out of breath.
The small body was diligently performing the actions Han Luoli instructed, looking strained but determined.
They say a child's growth can't be without a father; there's so much difference between maternal and paternal love.
