Chapter: 9

"Daddy, give me a hug."

Zhang Han picked her up, the little girl revealed a shy smile, and said happily:

"Daddy, Youaremyhero, (You are my hero) Iloveyou. (I love you)"

The little girl didn't dislike her sloppy father, and kissed Zhang Han directly on the cheek.

For a moment, Zhang Han's heart was melted by this kiss.

This kiss made Zhang Han feel the long-lost warmth and tenderness.

This kind of family affection, whose blood is thicker than water, quickly filled Zhang Han's emptiness that had been lonely for five hundred years.

"I, Zhang Han, have a child! A daughter is a daughter, isn't it said that a daughter is a caring little padded jacket?"

Zhang Han laughed heartily.

The little princess in his arms, although he didn't know why Daddy was smiling, but seeing him smiling happily, the little princess also giggled.

For a while, the room was full of laughter and warmth.

"Daughter, did your mother name you?" Zhang Han asked softly, he didn't even know that his masculine voice could make such a gentle voice.

"Get up, get up." The little princess raised her little palm, pointed to herself, and said in a milky voice, "I...my name is Emily."

When the words fell, Zhang Han, who was still smiling, immediately pulled down his face, and even the muscles in the corners of his eyes trembled several times, revealing his dissatisfaction.

"Emily?" Zhang Han said angrily, "This girl is too much!"

His dignified Zhang Han's daughter has an English name instead of Zhang. What does that mean?

"Daddy..." Seeing Zhang Han's expression, the little princess thought he was angry with her, and her aggrieved eyes quickly filled with tears.

"Hey, hey, don't cry, Dad didn't say anything about you." Zhang Han hurriedly coaxed a few words.

"Daddy, don't be angry..." the little princess said weakly.

Zhang Han shook his head and said, "Dad just thinks your name is too rustic, shall we change it?"

"Okay, okay." The little princess became happy again when she saw that her father was not angry and wanted to give herself a new name.

"What's your name..." Zhang Han pondered for a while, and within two seconds, he looked at the little princess in his arms and said, "You will be called Zhang Yumeng from now on, and your nickname is Mengmeng. How is it? Does it sound good?"

After Zhang Han finished speaking, he looked at the little princess expectantly.

But the expression of the little princess in her arms became hesitant:

"But I, but I still like Emily, this is the name given by Mama."

Zhang Han's expression froze, and he said seriously: "No!"

But just after saying two words, the little princess raised an expression of grievance again because of Zhang Han's serious face, and tears were about to come out.

Zhang Han's tone changed when he saw this, and he said softly: "Little baby..."

Zhang Han hurriedly coaxed up, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh:

It is said that women are made of water, but children are actually made of water, especially little girls.