Cill couldn't help but laugh.
She knew what Becca was talking about.
It was an advertisement for a Western restaurant, and the love hearts that appeared on the heads of couples in the advertisement were all sout, so that the audience felt that their advertisement had a new idea to remember their western restaurant.
I didn't expect this stupid Becca to think it was true.
She stole a glance at Beka's father, wanting to see how his thousand-year-old iceberg face would react to Beka's childlike words.
She noticed that he was looking at his little daughter with a gentle curled lip and a loving gaze.
She was inexplicably fascinated by his smiling appearance, and finally his eyes met hers, and he frowned at her, and then she reacted, and then quickly lowered her head.
Oh, my God.
It's embarrassing Nine thirty p.m.
Cill took the storybook that Becca was reading with relish, and handed it to him, who was sleeping near the bedside table.
After he took it, Cill looked down at Becca, whose face had become sullen, and said, "Alright, it's bedtime, Becca go to bed." ” "But Becca still wants to read the book for a while, Mom, Becca loves the stories in the storybook."
Becca blinked coquettishly as she watched Sir, hoping that her mother would agree to her request.
But Cir wasn't as persuadable as her father, she snorted.
"No, Beka, children can't sleep more than 9:30 at night, otherwise it's not good for their health."
"Hmph, I hate Mom."
Becca grimaced at her mom and turned to look at her father.
Becca took her father's arm and rested her little head on top of her father's arm, "Dad, Becca still wants to read a storybook, or Becca won't be happy." ” He looked down at his little daughter who was enduring his arm, and he couldn't help but be ruthless when he looked at her aggrieved face.
He frowned, "Then look at ten more points" "No, why do you indulge your daughter like this, don't you know that it is not good for a child to sleep after nine thirty o'clock," Sil cut off his words angrily.
In her impression, he is neat and ruthless no matter what he does.
How come it was time to educate her daughter, but she became indecisive.
He raised his eyes to look at her, "My daughter is still young, so there is no need to be too strict." ” "Little Becca, she is three years old, she can walk and dance, she is still young, do you think she is still a newborn baby, do you want all kinds of care and preference."
He smiled, unable to find a way to refute Cyr.
He does love his daughter a little too much.
For the sake of his daughter's growth, he should be ruthless.
Becca turned her little head to look at her mother, and beware of the bad inside.
Dad seemed to be listening to Mom.
If her father listens to her mother in the future, then she must live the same strict life as other children.
It's so sad Cill went to hug little Becca, who was leaning on her father's arm.
She let little Becca sleep on her own pillow, and gently patted Becca's chest with her hand to coax her.
"Becca is good, is it okay to do this in the future, Becca closes her eyes and sleeps at half past nine, and then her parents take turns to tell Becca stories, then Becca can sleep and listen to stories at the same time, right?"
Becca thought for a while, thinking that this plan would not hurt her interests much, so she nodded her head willingly.
"All right, Mom."
Becca closed her eyes after speaking, "Then Becca will start sleeping now, and Mom will tell Becca a story now." ” "Okay."
Ciel went back to bed, patting Becca's chest gently with his hand to lull Becca to sleep, his eyes lowering and thinking about what story he should tell Becca. oshow7 t1706231537: