Xia Lin followed behind, so Qiao An had to lower her voice and whispered to Little Nuomi's ear, "Go find your papa."
"Papa?"
Little Nuomi's eyes sparkled brightly, she asked with exhilaration, "Mommy, are we going to see Papa?"
"Mm."
She patted her little head and kissed her, "Don't make a fuss, don't let others hear."
"Okay!" Little Nuomi nodded vigorously, "Little Nuomi understands!"
She was about to see Papa; just the thought made Little Nuomi excited. She hugged Qiao An's neck and refused to let go.
The little one clung to her like a koala bear without a tail.
Ever since arriving in S Country, she had been separated from Little Nuomi, and not just the child missed her dearly, the grown-up in her sometimes felt nearly insane with longing.
This was the first time they had been apart for such a long stretch since the little one was born.
It was already at the limit.
Indeed, Little Nuomi, this little rascal, was not obedient at all.
