"Pao, can you tell Papa again what you just told me?"
The man who just returned from his morning jog stops drinking his water immediately, eyeing his daughter who's busy making a bead necklace with Mia at the kitchen island.
"Hmmm? Which part?" She asks, still focusing on her art.
"The boy part."
"Boy?" I knew he'd react this way, "What boy? Why? What happened? And which boy is this? Do I know him? What happened, Pao?"
"Relax, he didn't do anything." I jump in before he over-reacts further making all of us uncomfortable.
"Yeah, he just kissed me." The little girl answers nonchalantly to which his Papa raises his voice in shock, "What?!"
Okay, maybe it's not a good idea to rile him up this early. I should've let him shower or finish his drink first instead of poking him rightaway.
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