"Mommy, are you all right?" Little Nomi's bell-like voice rang out.
She raised her delicate little face and blinked her big black and clear eyes. Her childish voice was filled with concern.
Monique, who was put down by Henry, was still in a state of confusion, and her heart was pounding. When she heard the voice of Little Nomi, she turned her head mechanically and looked at Little Nomi.
Her apple-like face was pink and tender, her nose was small and straight, her eyelashes were long and thick, her big crystal-clear eyes were blinking, and she looked at her curiously with concern.
Monique knew that she had made Little Nomi worried.
The corners of her lips curled into a smile. "It's okay. I was just looking for Auntie Louise, and there were too many people down there. Mommy was blocked in the middle of the road. Papa went to take Mommy down."
When Monique mentioned Henry, her heart trembled and her hands trembled as well.
In fact, her heart was full of warmth.
Speaking of Louise, her head suddenly became clear again. "Oh no, I forgot my business."
"Henry, ask someone to find Louise. I just called her, but I didn't know if her phone had lost or what. I called her and then there was no response. When I call her again, I wasn't able to get through." Monique held Henry's tough arm, and her eyes were full of worry.
Henry: "..."
His sword-shaped eyebrows were slightly knitted, and his expressionless face just now looked serious and cold.
She was so worried about someone.
It was not for him.
Although it was for a woman.
However, Henry still felt inexplicably jealous in his heart.
"Hmm?" Monique raised her head and blinked. She didn't know what was going on when she saw Henry's serious expression.
Did she say something wrong just now?
Monique was stunned for a second.
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