The carousel, in Quan Jingwu's memory, was absolutely nothing but a childish gimmick.
But since it was his little princess's wish to play, playing once wasn't out of the question.
Quan Jingwu carried Shanshan over, and as the crowd noticed the delicate features of the father-daughter duo, some girls couldn't help but sneakily take photos with their phones.
Miss Shanshan had always been fearless, and seeing so many people taking photos of her didn't intimidate her; instead, she smiled and waved at everyone.
Her sweet smile instantly garnered a horde of elder sister and aunty fans.
Because Shanshan was too small, Quan Jingwu also boarded the carousel with her, letting Shanshan sit in front of him as he guarded her with both hands, wary of his little cotton-padded jacket getting too excited and accidentally hitting something.
"Daddy, next time let's bring Mommy," giggled Miss Shanshan, her teeth barely visible through her grin, "and Seventeen and Nineteen too."
