Little Nomi was very beautiful and lovely, and she was very obedient in the class.
The teacher liked her very much.
Little Nomi blinked her big, cute eyes and asked the teacher. The teacher taught her how to check seriously.
Then, she even helped Little Nomi check her fingerprints.
Little Nomi's ten fingerprints were all curve-shaped.
The teacher even showed her circle-shaped fingerprint to Little Nomi.
Little Nomi's memory was very good and she was very smart. Then she immediately remembered the difference between the two fingerprints.
Henry's slender hand flipped along with Little Nomi's. Little Nomi looked at the fingerprints on her father's hand seriously for a while.
"Dad, you and I are the same. We have the same curve-shaped fingerprint!" Little Nomi seemed to have found something very happy and smiled with curved eyebrows.
Her clear and bright eyes were like twinkling stars in the sky, shining with the light of two people.
Little Nomi's sweet and soft voice could melt people's hearts.
Monique turned to look at Little Nomi's delicate face, which was as tender as a flower.
Her pink mouth was smiling sweetly. Her smile was very cute, and her two dimples suddenly appeared. Her eyes were bright, as if they were dotted with the light of the stars.
Monique had always had no resistance to Little Nomi's smile. Looking at her happy face, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised.
Little Nomi looked back at her mommy after reading the fingerprints on his daddy's hand.
It just so happened that Mommy was looking at her with a faint smile.
"Mommy, do you really want me to help you take a look at your fingerprints?" Little Nomi looked at Monique happily, with curved eyebrows on her delicate face.
Monique felt in a mess in her mind.
Could she refuse?
When Monique's hand touched Henry's warm palm, it was as if an electric current flowed from her fingertips to her heart.
She instinctively wanted to take back her hand.
She was afraid that Little Nomi would be unhappy.
She could only let Little Nomi hold her hand and observe it carefully.
"Dad, is this circle-shaped fingerprint?" Little Nomi looked up at Henry.
The fingerprint in her mommy's hand was not the same as theirs.
Hearing Little Nomi's question, Henry raised his sexy eyebrows slightly. "Let me have a look!"
As Henry spoke, he held Monique's slender and fair hand with his big warm palm and lowered his handsome face in the direction of his hand.
A light flashed across his dark and deep eyes inadvertently.
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