Mu Jingxi's attention was constantly on Lu Yin and Qiao An, so much so that he didn't hear what Little Nuomi was saying.
By the time he remembered to ask, the little one was already too proud to say anything.
Mu Jingxi was amused and helpless, he kissed her cheek, "Alright, Daddy was a bit distracted just now. Tell Daddy what you were saying, hmm?"
His words finally made the proud Little Nuomi, who had her head turned away, slowly glance at him.
She huffed and puffed a couple of times before saying, "Little Nuomi wants to be lifted high."
Lifted high...
Mu Jingxi chuckled softly and fulfilled her little wish.
Qiao An and Lu Yin were still talking, but the laughter between father and daughter was noticeable.
Looking up, they saw Little Nuomi being tossed high into the air by Mu Jingxi, and caught steadily.
Her crisp laughter echoed continuously indoors.
