Hearing Summer's words, Rosie carefully walked downstairs.
As soon as she arrived in the hall, she immediately released the maid's hand and ran towards Summer.
Summer squatted down, caught the flying sweetie, and kissed her.
But Rosie focused all her attention on the apples and just ignored Summer's kiss.
She turned to the page of that and showed it to Summer as if she was offering treasures, "Mom, look at the apples I drew."
The colorful lines were all over the page. It was difficult to make out the shape of an apple.
But Rosie was happy.
As she flipped through the picture book, she muttered to herself, "I'm going to draw three more apples and some meatballs...."
Summer had noticed that Rosie loved drawing very much. But she was still too young to draw something nice. She only chose the color she liked and paint it on the book.
Summer would not discourage her since she liked it.
She carried her to the sofa and sat down. Then, she took the painting and looked carefully for a while, smiling, "Well done! I believe that you will draw better in the future!"
Rosie grinned and covered her mouth. She seemed shy.
Summer gently poked her forehead, "Are you shy?"
Rosie grabbed her finger and chuckled. At this time, Leonardo came in from outside.
Children would like to receive recognition and praise from their parents. And Rosie was no exception.
She held the painting and ran towards Leonardo.
Knowing that Leonardo was in a bad mood, Summer stood up and shouted with worry, "Rosie!"
But Rosie did not hear her words. She happily ran to Leonardo and raised her painting book, "Daddy, Daddy, look at the apples. I drew big apples...."
Leonardo's eyebrows tightened as he saw the "apple".
Summer's heart jolted. She immediately shouted, "Leonardo!"
She was afraid that he would say something improper.
Recently, he didn't seem to be as nice to Rosie as before. And he wasn't so patient, either. Summer was afraid that he would say something unpleasant like, "What the hell did you paint?"
Leonardo looked up, took a glance at her and then went back to his painting.
Two seconds later, he said, "I see."
Without Leonardo's praise, Rosie was a little disappointed. She pouted and said, "Alright."
She withdrew the painting and looked up at Leonardo. Blinking, she pursed her lips and walked towards Summer.
As soon as she left, Leonardo went upstairs without looking back.
Summer stroke Rosie's head, "Dad also thinks you drew well."
Rosie raised her little bun-like face and looked at her with confusion. Did her daddy praise her?
"Daddy just thinks you're good at drawing. You have to keep up the good work! Come on!" Summer gave her a cheering gesture.
Rosie followed and then chuckled. It was nice to be an innocent child who knew nothing. She can be cheered up by a few nice words and stay happy.
Summer looked upstairs. Thinking of Leonardo's words, she couldn't help but frown.
It was much harder to cheer up a man. And this time, she didn't want to cheer him up.
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