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"dad?" Sofia called, reprimanding John, who seemed dreamy to tidy up Sofia's clothes.
Today Sofia was allowed to leave the hospital, so John cleaned up Sofia's clothes. Unfortunately, the clothes that were only a few pairs were cleaned in a long time. The clothes dominated by the underwear seemed to be sorted out in a dreamy state.
"Hmm?" John cleared his throat and looked at Sofia, still sitting on the banker with her jacket and mask on perfectly.
"Daddy, what are you thinking?" Sofia asked without taking her eyes away from John, looking into those eyes full of questions.
"There is not any!" John replied, lying.
John's eyes glanced the other way so his gaze wouldn't meet Sofia's. But it actually made Sofia know that John was lying.
Feeling that Sofia was not going to continue the conversation, John closed the bag's zipper that was already filled with Sofia's clothes. There were some of hers in it too.
