Mu Yingchen's temples suddenly pulsated, live with you? What about him then?
Shanshan held her little head high, waiting for his response.
Mu Yingchen really didn't have the heart to shatter the expectant look on her face, so he smiled slightly and said softly, "Shanshan, did you used to live in a room by yourself, or did you share a room with your mommy?"
He remembered the little girl had told him that she lived alone.
Shanshan blinked twice, then cheerfully said, "I had my own room..."
"That's it then, your own room. You can decorate it however you like, do whatever you want, isn't that great, right?" Mu Yingchen began to coax his beloved daughter again.
Shanshan thought it over and over, feeling that what her daddy said really made sense; after all, she used to have her own room. If she could have her own room here too, that would be wonderful.
"Mm, then I'll have my own room." Shanshan agreed obediently.
Mu Yingchen's smile widened instantly when he heard her words.
