Little Nuomi acted shamelessly and coyly, finally deploying her ultimate move—hugging legs and acting cute—to persuade Mu Jingxi to let her have an ice cream.
Two little paws held a strawberry ice cream, savoring it with delight.
At nine in the evening, they finally saw Qiao An.
Little Nuomi, held in Mu Jingxi's arms, was the first to flutter over to Qiao An. "Mama!"
"Baobei." Qiao An reached out and tightly embraced her fragrant, soft little body.
Smack!
A wet, soft kiss immediately landed on her cheek.
Qiao An looked down and met Little Nuomi's clear, watery eyes. She giggled and called Mama, her voice sweet and tender.
When she smiled, her eyes seemed to sparkle with stars.
Qiao An hugged her tightly and lowered her head, showering kisses on her fair and tender cheek. "Mama missed you so much!"
"Ahem." Mu Jingxi lightly coughed, one hand forming a fist near his nose.
Wasn't she going to say something to him?
