Lu Yin came out to pour some water and searched around the coffee table but didn't find his phone.
Little Nuomi was nowhere to be seen, and with bodyguards standing outside, she couldn't run off.
The seductive peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced at the bedroom, "Qiao Xiaonuo, come out here!"
Little Nuomi's body shuddered, and she obediently came out with the phone in hand. Seeing the mobile device in her hand, Lu Yin's handsome face darkened, "Qiao Xiaonuo, what mischief have you been up to again?"
"Little Nuomi missed Mommy!" she retorted, sticking her little neck out.
Lu Yin had a headache. This little one was just like Qiao An in every way!
"Give me the phone."
"Here!"
She obediently returned the phone to him.
Lu Yin checked the call log. Just five minutes ago, she had made a call to Qiao An.
His eyes narrowed dangerously, "You called your mommy?"
"Yep!" she said, impervious as a pig to scalding water.
