"I'm not Mommy, how would I know?" the little dumpling declared himself a baby.
"Then, for the wedding, will you cooperate with me?" Arthur Lindsey seemed to be consulting with his own daughter.
"Of course." The little dumpling was adamant.
"Little mosquito, you're such a good girl." Satisfied, Arthur Lindsey smiled.
Then, he whispered something in her ear...
Three minutes later.
They looked at each other and smiled, filled with a father-daughter understanding.
"Is it settled then?" Arthur Lindsey was still worried his daughter would change her mind.
"..." The little dumpling hesitated, trying to play it cool, "I need to think about it."
"No problem. Daddy will wait for your news."
Before letting her go, Arthur Lindsey made a cheesy request, "Little mosquito, could you give Daddy a kiss?"
"I can give you two."
After speaking, the little dumpling pouted, and amidst her indifferent demeanor, a hint of playfulness shone through as she left a kiss on each cheek.
