Little Nuomi pursed her lips and smiled, waving her hand, "Mama doesn't have to if she doesn't want to."
That tone and expression were as cute as could be.
As adorable as it gets.
Feeling the gaze from Qiao An and Little Nuomi, Mu Jingxi snapped back to reality, his cold eyes swept over the mother and daughter, "Why are you staring at me instead of having breakfast properly?"
"Daddy..." Little Nuomi hesitated, then finally pointed to her own mouth.
Qiao An looked at him with an expression that seemed to say 'bless your heart.'
Mu Jingxi belatedly raised his hand, gently rubbing the corner of his lips, he felt some sauce there.
Calmly, he picked up a napkin and wiped his lips, saying expressionlessly, "Continue."
Little Nuomi and Qiao An exchanged a glance, weird!
Daddy is really strange!
Qiao An rubbed her chin, wondering what was up with her husband today, anxiously pondering what to do about it!
