"You're like this, how could I not come back?"
Qiao An didn't get angry when her forehead was poked. She curved her lips into a smile, touched her forehead, and said, "Still so fierce when you come back. I'm a patient, can you be a bit gentler with me?"
"Sure, I brought some good news for you."
Lu Yin placed Little Nuomi beside her and turned to open the insulated food container.
He leisurely served the warm soup and porridge.
"What good news?" Holding the warm and soft Little Nuomi, she bent down and gave a kiss.
Ah, holding her Little Nuomi was still the most comfortable!
Holding the soup bowl, Lu Yin sat by the bed, looked at the curious mother and daughter, and smiled, "Take a guess."
"No, I won't guess, just tell me!"
Qiao An flatly refused, pouting her lips to signal him to feed her, she was hungry.
Really had no way with her, Lu Yin fed her the soup while telling her, "I found your biological father."
