Little Nuomi tucked the pentagram into her neckline obediently, pouted her little mouth, "Daddy, want to drink milk."
Lu Yin picked up the milk and fed it to her lips.
"You weren't well-behaved this time. What do you think Daddy should do to punish you?"
Little Nuomi's little face was tight. There's... there's more punishment?
Suddenly, a sense of grievance overwhelmed her, and she looked helplessly at her index finger, "Daddy, Little Nuomi has a very serious question for you."
Lu Yin raised an eyebrow, "Ask."
"Am I still your most beloved Baobei?"
"Not anymore."
Little Nuomi's face fell, and her little paws made their way to his handsome face, rudely kneading it, "Why, Daddy? Why isn't Little Nuomi your most beloved Baobei anymore?"
Pushing her little paw away, a barely perceptible twitch appeared at the corner of Lu Yin's mouth, "Don't you have any idea why?"
Little Nuomi recoiled, pulling back her little paws and smiling coyly, playing dumb.
