Little Nuomi's tender index finger pointed at the water cup, and with a cute smile, she said to him, "Uncle, want drink."
Only she dared to order around the third young master of the Mu family like this.
No, there was also Qiao An.
Mu Jingxi stood up, poured a cup of water, and came back to the bedside. "Can you drink by yourself?"
"Uncle feed." Little Nuomi, taking an inch, tilted her little head and giggled foolishly.
She embodied innocence and natural charm.
Mu Jingxi sat down beside the bed and brought the cup to her lips. "Drink slowly."
Little Nuomi gulped down the water, drinking more than half the cup in one breath. After finishing, she grinned with satisfaction, "Thank you, Uncle~"
Mu Jingxi put down the cup, his cold eyes slightly squinted. Suddenly, he reached out and cradled Little Nuomi's delicate face, "Have I seen you somewhere before?"
Little Nuomi paused for a moment.
Ah, was the strange uncle about to recognize her?