Nitpicking

"Chen, Princess didn't flush again. Can you do something about it? She eats so much but doesn't know to flush the toilet. Look at Walter and the others. They don't eat as much as her, but they've learned to flush the toilet long ago."

Chen Zhao clutched his head. "Lock her up in the bathroom for a night and make her flush the toilet 100 times."

"Then she'll tear the bathroom apart. This isn't our home. Are we really going to tear the house down before we leave?"

"Time goes so slowly. There are still 20 days."

"It's not that slow. When we visit Sacramento for a few days and come back, it'll be about time." Fali nestled in Chen Zhao's arms. "Oh, what gift did you prepare for Dad?"

"Haven't decided. Do you have suggestions?"

"I can't think of anything either." Fali shook her head.

"How about we give him a grandson?" Chen Zhao asked with an evil smile. His hand was already touching Fali inappropriately.