After being shamelessly kissed a few times by Qiao An, Mu Jingxi reluctantly forgave her.
Pinching her cheek, he questioned, "Where did you go?"
"Well, didn't Song Yunchi call me, saying he argued with Mengmeng and asked me to go and talk to Mengmeng. I got the call and went straight over."
Qiao An grinned up at Mu Jingxi like a loyal dog, "Hubby, you're so understanding and principled, you must understand me, right?"
Little Nuomi, who was covering her eyes, felt neglected.
She was no longer the center of this household!
She snorted immediately, brushing up some presence with a wave of anger.
"Daddy Mommy, have you finished kissing? Little Nuomi's hands are so sore..."
Qiao An and Mu Jingxi exchanged a glance, both awkwardly coughed and hurriedly told Little Nuomi to put her hands down.
Qiao An rubbed Little Nuomi's chubby hands, comforting her, "Baobei, Mommy will kiss you too, okay?"
