Little Nuomi blinked her big watery eyes, "Main Building?"
"It's Daddy's home." After a pause, Mu Jingxi gently added, "And it will be Little Nuomi's home too."
"And what about Mama?"
Little Nuomi turned her head to look at Qiao An, "Does Mama have a home?"
"Daddy's home is your home. It's yours and Mama's too."
With such a straightforward explanation, Little Nuomi understood.
She giggled adorably, snuggling her little head into Mu Jingxi's embrace, "But Daddy's home is also Little Nuomi's home."
Qiao An heard this and couldn't help but laugh.
Such a heart-piercing little expert, Little Nuomi!
Mu Jingxi: "..."
Closing his eyes, he kept reminding himself, she's my own child, don't get angry, you can't get angry with her.
Little Nuomi turned her head cluelessly, looking at Qiao An who couldn't stop laughing, her soft baby voice asked, "Mama, why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing at you."
