"Hehe." Ivana stood up straight, "I am going to witness your drill!"
"I knew it, you just can't stay put at home. Though you can't participate in the drill, however..." Logan pampered her by gently pinching her cheek, "Dad can let you play with real guns, which should be quite an impressive deal, right?"
"Just keep spoiling her, you!" Summer moved forward and threw a jacket over Ivana's shoulders, "You're spoiling her way out of line... let's see who dares to marry her now?"
Logan buttoned up Ivana's jacket, "Of course I'm spoiling my girl. If anyone wants to be her husband, he'll have to deal with my little princess's temper. If he can't handle it, he can get lost. Right, Ivana?"
"Exactly!" Ivana lovingly hugged his arm, "Dad knows me best!"
"You little ungrateful wretch..." Summer immediately gave her a knock on the head, "Spit out what you've been sponging off me!"
"Dad!" Ivana shrunk into Logan's arms, "Your wife is bullying me, are you just going to stand there?"
