An Ge nodded, "I saw it." She paused, "That's why I asked you to always wear a wig. So, we're safe for now."
Huo Chenghuan pouted, "But wearing a wig is so hot, Huanhuan is about to get a rash."
An Ge leaned over and picked her up, pinching her rosy little face with a smile, "So, what reward do you want?"
Hearing this, Huo Chenghuan's eyes lit up as she happily said, "I want ice cream, the strawberry kind."
An Ge said, "Sure." She paused, "But later, you'll have to cooperate with the doctor for your shot, okay?"
Huo Chenghuan's dark eyes rolled around, and she pouted, "Then Huanhuan wants two ice creams, because the shot really hurts."
An Ge became more serious with her, "No, you can only have one at most."
Huo Chenghuan compromised, "Okay, Huanhuan will only eat one strawberry ice cream."
An Ge corrected her, "It's 'eat,' not 'eat' like that."
"Okay, Mommy, Huanhuan will only 'eat' one," she replied, using the wrong word again.
An Ge: "..."