Little Nuomi grabbed Qiao An's hand with one hand, extended her other little paw, and held Mu Jingxi's hand, "Daddy too!"
The two of them were simultaneously grabbed by Little Nuomi and pulled towards the dining room.
Qiao An and Mu Jingxi exchanged a glance, feeling a subtle sensation.
The two were tied by a bond, firmly holding them together.
This bond, with each end tied to her and him, connected them closely.
Qiao An slightly averted her gaze awkwardly, wondering why he was looking at her. Did she have something dirty on her face?
Mu Jingxi chuckled softly without saying a word.
The spacious dining room was brilliantly lit.
The warm family dinner of the three began.
The servants placed the late-night snacks one by one on the dining table and then exited the dining room.
The meal was sumptuous. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, it was almost all Qiao An's favorite food.
Little Nuomi liked only two or three of the dishes.
