"Mommy, the roses Daddy bought for you are so beautiful!"
Early in the morning, Fang Ling'er started helping Ye Xiaofei again. She pulled Fang Yunshu to look at the big bouquet of roses.
Fang Yunshu said with a straight face, "There are a lot of thorns here. Don't touch them, lest you prick your hand. Ye Xiaofei, don't buy these things in the future. What if you hurt the child?"
Ye Xiaofei quickly said, "Okay, okay. If I buy it again in the future, I will definitely remove the thorns first."
"Mommy, I'm not afraid of being pricked. My hands are very powerful." Fang Ling'er clenched her fist and smashed it against the corner of the coffee table.
"Bang!"
Ling'er Fang smacked off a small piece of the wooden coffee table.
Fang Yunshu's eyes widened. "You..."
"I'm so powerful now," Fang Ling'er said proudly, "I can even break a brick in one blow."