"Your daddy, who else?"
Lu Yin chuckled, glancing at her.
Little Nuomi's eyes lit up, she let go of Sheng Lingyun and leapt into Lu Yin's arms, "Daddy!"
The little one clung to his neck, excitedly wriggling in his embrace like a little boisterous calf.
Lu Yin laughed softly, rubbing her head, "Finally seeing daddy?"
"Hee hee." Little Nuomi lifted her head, "Daddy, are you here to see Grandpa too?"
"Yes." Lu Yin pinched her cheek, "And to see you, you little heartless girl."
"Little Nuomi is not heartless."
"Then what are you?"
Little Nuomi raised a finger, defending herself in her childish voice, "Little Nuomi just temporarily forgot about daddy."
"Forgot about daddy?" Lu Yin's tone intensified, on the verge of anger.
Little Nuomi shrank her neck, oh no!
Made daddy angry!
What to do?
She instinctively looked at Mu Jingxi, who heartlessly looked away to Qiao An.
Little Nuomi whined and also looked at Qiao An, sending a distress signal with her eyes.
