"Is that so?" Qiao An raised her hand and gently touched her face, it was indeed burning hot.
She pretended to fan herself, "Why is it so hot? Who set the air conditioning so high?"
Little Nuomi hugged her leg, pouting her small lips, "Mama, are you really hot? Let Little Nuomi blow on you."
"Haha... No need, it's not that hot now."
Qiao An glared at Mu Jingxi, signaling him to help her out. Why was he still standing there in a daze? He was the culprit here!
If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been caught by Little Nuomi, nor would it be this awkward.
"Little Nuomi, why did you come back?"
Mu Jingxi leaned down, picked Little Nuomi up from Qiao An's leg, held her in his arms, and gently stroked her cheek, his eyes full of affection.
Little Nuomi tilted her head and said in a soft voice, "Uncle, Little Nuomi heard everything."
Mu Jingxi: "..."
Qiao An: "..."
Oh, how embarrassing!
