After tidying up, Qiao Xi came out looking as wilty as an eggplant knocked over by Lin.
"I'm heading back first, Nuonuo, be good and listen to Daddy," Qiao Xi lowered her head and said, then turned and ran off.
Rong Xun, "..."
Nuonuo blinked and said, "Daddy, why don't you marry Aunt Qiao Xi? Then I can live with her every day."
Rong Xun felt a lump in his throat and looked at his daughter calmly, asking, "Do you like her that much? Why?"
"Why else? Because Aunt Qiao Xi is nice and she's good to me too." Nuonuo answered seriously.
"Maybe she's just being nice because of your status?" Rong Xun said deliberately.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Aunt Qiao Xi isn't like that! She's a gentle, lovely little fairy, just like Auntie." Nuonuo tilted her head and spoke.
"You actually know about fairies?"
Rong Xun felt relieved seeing his daughter become more cheerful with each passing day.
