Little Nuomi pursed her lips and smiled, acting spoiled, "Daddy, peel it for me."
What a little princess.
Mu Jingxi chuckled softly, peeled it for her, and fed it to her.
With the sweet candy in her mouth, Little Nuomi felt a bit happier and urged him, "Daddy, what do you want to talk to Little Nuomi about?"
He looked so serious, she felt a bit scared.
Mu Jingxi was actually quite nervous too, unsure if breaking this silence would end the temporary peaceful coexistence between father and daughter.
After pondering for a while, he asked, "Little Nuomi, are you still... angry with daddy?"
Hearing this, Little Nuomi was stunned for a long time.
She lowered her head and sighed in an old-fashioned way, "Sigh."
"What's wrong?" Why sigh?
Is this question that hard to answer? Or is she still angry?
"Daddy, do you want to hear the truth or a little lie from Little Nuomi?"
The truth or a lie...
That's really a tough choice.
The truth is bound to hurt.
