In the car, Monique and Little Nomi sat in the back row.
She shared the photos with her with her camera.
"Mommy, look at Daddy. He's so handsome. Other kids aren't as handsome as him."
Little Nomi pointed at the photo she was taking in the middle of the single bridge.
Henry opened his arms and followed Little Nomi carefully.
Monique didn't notice it before, but now she found it.
From the angle of her shooting, it just so happened that the fronts of all the Papas in the field were all taken.
Monique took a look and found that none of them were as handsome as Henry.
"Yes, I also think Daddy is the most handsome."
Monique stole a glance at Henry who was driving ahead.
She whispered in Little Nomi's ear.
She was afraid that when Henry hear her praise him, he would be too proud.
Monique thought that her voice was low enough that Henry couldn't hear her.
But there were only three of them in the car.
As Henry drove, he listened to Monique and her daughter chattering behind him.
They had long heard Monique's whispers to Little Nomi.
The corners of Henry's mouth gradually rose. His wife and daughter all praised him for being handsome.
How could he not be in a good mood?
"Daddy, Daddy, I performed so well today. Can you take me out for dinner?"
After Little Nomi and Monique finished the photos, they leaned on the back of Henry's chair and said to Henry.
"Okay, what do you want to eat?"
For his daughter, Henry had always agreed what he wanted.
"I want to go to the mall Mommy and Auntie Louise took me to last time. There's an amusement park there."
It turned out that Little Nomi didn't want to eat outside, but wanted to play.
"Little Nomi, you just finished the sports meeting today. Aren't you tired if you go to the amusement park again? Why don't we go another day?"
Little Nomi had been exercising for the whole afternoon, so Monique was worried that her physical strength could not be enough.
"But Mommy, I really want to go."
Little Nomi looked at Monique pitifully with her big watery eyes.
In the past, Monique and Little Nomi relied on each other for survival. Little Nomi was sensible and rarely asked Monique.
Monique originally felt that she owed Little Nomi a lot.
Now that Little Nomi was staring at her, how could she disagree?
"Well, if you feel tired, let's go home. Let's play next time."
"Yeah, thank you, Mommy. Mommy is the best. I love Mommy the most."
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