"Third Young Master, there's something in the suitcase..." Jiang Xun hesitated.
"What's in it?"
One minute later.
"Qiao Xiaonuo!"
A low growl startled Little Nuomi, causing her to shrink her neck.
The chubby flesh on her cheeks jiggled twice.
"Little Nuomi, is Daddy calling you?" Qiao An, holding Little Fantuan, glanced at Little Nuomi beside her who was obviously feeling guilty.
Little Nuomi blinked her clear big eyes, "Little Nuomi didn't hear anything, oh."
"Really?"
"Qiao Xiaonuo!" Mu Jingxi stormed over angrily, picking her up with one hand, "You said you weren't hiding anything from Daddy, but what good deeds have you done? Tell me!"
"Boo hoo hoo..." Little Nuomi tearily looked at her index finger, "Daddy, you know?"
"What do you think?"
If Jiang Xun hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known that this little rascal had hidden Lightning in the suitcase.
