She seemed very confident in her.
Her gaze fell on the little paw she extended, "Hmm?"
"Auntie, give Little Nuomi a hand."
Situ Yunshu: "..."
Little Nuomi said in a woebegone voice, "Little Nuomi's legs are numb."
Situ Yunshu grasped her little hand, pulled her up from the lawn, and Little Nuomi patted her little bottom with one hand, dusting off the grass clippings.
Her delicate little face was tilted up high as she asked in a childlike voice, "Auntie, can you take Little Nuomi to run away from home?"
Situ Yunshu was shocked, her grandmother had asked her to come over and persuade the little one to eat, but the little one had directly pinned her hopes on her, asking her to run away from home with her.
What sort of style was this?
Situ Yunshu particularly liked Little Nuomi, such a soft and cute little girl, sweet to the core.
