"Ella, such dangerous tasks should be done by Dilbert Walker and Alexander next time. Don't let my daughter do it herself, understand?" Arthur Lindsey's message, filled with affection.
"Got it, Arthur." Ella Lacey then asked him, "When are you coming back? Can you make it for our group swim?"
"It's a secret." Arthur Lindsey replied, keeping it under wraps.
However, he was already at the airport in the waiting lounge, typing into the chat box, "Enjoy your fun."
Then, he turned off his phone, preparing to return by surprise to give his little treasures a surprise...
...
Put away the phone.
Ella Lacey embraced Clarissa, wiped the water off her body with her inner garment, and apologized, "Sweetie, just hang in there, once we're ashore, we'll change into dry clothes, okay?"
"Okay, no problem."
Little Clarissa didn't mind wearing wet clothes at all, but rather had a bit of childlike mischief and happily said, "Wearing pajamas like this feels quite nice too."
