Ou Zun was taken aback, looking at Mù Qiānxún's serious yet unwillingly resentful eyes.
As if he understood something, he chuckled lightly.
He held Nuan Nuan to her side and planted a kiss on her forehead.
"Pull yourself together, you're even getting jealous of your daughter."
Mù Qiānxún glared at him.
He wasn't comforting her but scolding her?
No doubt, the daughter is more important!
Ou Zun noticed Mù Qiānxún hadn't eaten much, so he quickly urged her, "Eat more, or Baby Nuan Nuan won't have any milk."
Mù Qiānxún's hand froze.
Then, turning her grief into appetite, she fiercely ate while casting aggrieved looks at her innocent daughter, making a face and mouthing, "Brother Ou Zun is mine; you can't take him away."
Little Nuan Nuan, as if receiving Mù Qiānxún's declaration of war, leapt into Ou Zun's arms, her chubby hand scratching at Ou Zun's face.
Ou Zun was charmed by his little darling, unable to resist kissing her cheek.
"Daddy loves his little darling the most."
