He fondly stroked her little head, "Little Nuomi is so well-behaved."
"Alright, stop crowding around Little Nuomi, she'll get nervous."
Mu Jingxi didn't want to admit that he was feeling jealous.
Little Nuomi hadn't shown him such warmth and affection yet.
Suddenly, seeing his own parents receiving such kind treatment made him feel somewhat uneasy.
After cutting her toenails, Mu Jingxi used a warm towel to wipe her feet.
Little Nuomi, ticklish, kept pulling her feet back, giggling incessantly.
Her body twirling on the couch like a fish out of water.
Slap!
The back of his hand felt a pain.
Mu Jingxi, in disbelief, looked up at his mother, his deep voice carrying a hint of dissatisfaction, "Mother, what are you doing?"
Why hit him all of a sudden?
How could he maintain any dignity in front of Little Nuomi?
"Don't bully Little Nuomi."
Mu Chongming, with a stern face, assumed the stance of the head of the family, echoing Zhou Junyi's words, "Yes."
