Lu Yin sat down beside Qiao An, his long arm affectionately wrapping around her shoulder. He curved his lips into a smile, a lazy elegance coming through, "Baobei, you're here."
Slap.
Qiao An swatted his hand away, her beautiful eyes narrowing dangerously, "Lu Yin, is this how you take care of Little Nuomi?"
Feeling guilty, Lu Yin coughed twice, knowing he was in the wrong, "I was negligent this time; I'm sorry for worrying you."
Little Nuomi stretched her little neck and took the initiative to admit her fault, "Daddy, it was Little Nuomi's mistake."
Lu Yin let out a cold laugh, his index finger pointing at her from a distance, "As long as you know!"
The little brat scared the life out of him.
If anything happened to her, he would really have no way to explain it to Qiao An.
Qiao An picked up her drink and took a sip, "Little Nuomi, you're going back to the country with your daddy."
One moment heaven, the next hell.
