Little Nuomi let go of both hands and watched the kite slowly rise up with her own eyes.
Lu Yin kept letting out more string, and the kite flew higher and higher. Little Nuomi was extremely excited, pulling Yunjin along as she ran, "Daddy is amazing!"
Yunjin couldn't keep up and stumbled onto the lawn. Little Nuomi stopped immediately.
Qiao Ran was startled, "Yunjin, are you okay?"
"Yunjin little baobei, does it hurt?" Little Nuomi quickly reached out to pull him up, saying apologetically, "I'm sorry."
Yunjin got up, shook his head at Little Nuomi, and grinned, "It doesn't hurt."
Qiao Ran squatted down, touched his head, "Does it really not hurt?"
"Hmm~"
Qiao Ran let out a sigh of relief, almost scared out of his wits.
"Little Nuomi, what's wrong?" Lu Yin, holding the kite string, walked over slowly.
Little Nuomi stood still, turned her head towards him, "Little Nuomi made Yunjin baobei fall."
