Henry returned to Little Nomi's room and rested for a while.
When Little Nomi woke up in the morning and saw her father sleeping next to her, she smiled.
Her father was really super handsome.
It was the most handsome daddy she had ever seen.
The perfect silhouette and facial features were as beautiful as the little prince in comics.
Dad said he could keep Mommy here.
How nice it would be if she could see Dad and Mommy every morning in the future.
Little Nomi gently moved her small body and changed into a comfortable position.
But she moved a little and Henry, who was sleeping next to her, woke up.
Seeing Little Nomi beside him, this feeling was really good. "Good morning, Little Nomi!"
"Good morning, Dad." Little Nomi's opened her pink and tender lips wide and kissed on Henry's cheek.
Everything was so beautiful and natural.
After they got up and washed up, they went downstairs.
Monique set the alarm clock and got up relatively early.
She got up, washed up, and went downstairs.
Henry and Little Nomi had also gotten up.
"Good morning, Mommy!" Little Nomi greeted Monique with a smile.
Looking at the corners of Little Nomi's pink and tender mouth, she smiled like the moon.
She had been worried about what she had said to Little Nomi last night, which made her sad.
Seeing Little Nomi's smiling face, Monique felt relieved.
She curled her lips into a sweet and doting smile. "Good morning, Little Nomi!"
Henry, who was standing to the side, also came over. "Mo Mo, morning."
Uh...
What the hell was Mo Mo?
"Little Nomi, what do you want to eat? Mommy will give it to you." Monique turned to ask Little Nomi.
"This one and this one." Little Nomi pointed to the delicious food on the table.
Monique refilled Little Nomi's bowl one by one.
Henry, who was neglected, quietly walked to the kitchen and then came out with a cup of ginger tea.
He put it in front of Monique.
"Drink this later." His deep, magnetic voice sounded a little doting.
Monique: "..."
She felt that it was necessary to explain.
She really didn't need to drink ginger tea.
"Thank you, but there's no need. I don't need to drink ginger tea every day." Monique pursed his lips.
Although what she said was right, Monique was still moved.
"Isn't it said that it's better for a girl to drink ginger tea on those periods?" Henry's face was cold, and there was a slight smile on his lips.
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