Little Nomi turned around and was about to walk to the place where Mr. Sun taught her how to dance.
When she saw Mr. Zhao, who was in a daze, she directly took Mr. Zhao's hand and pulled her away.
Henry sat on the chair behind him. Little Nomi was very talented in dancing, and the movements she learned from her teacher were more standard than other children's.
The girl looked plausible as she danced.
Henry's thin lips couldn't help but curl up, revealing a happy smile.
He couldn't help but pick up his mobile phone to record Little Nomi's dance and take a few photos.
After dancing, Little Nomi got out of class and got into the car.
"Little Nomi, your dance is really good." Henry said as he took out the video he had just taken for Little Nomi to see.
Little Nomi was very happy to see this.
Henry narrowed his black eyes and looked at the happy Little Nomi. "Little Nomi, if you like dancing, learn it. Let me arrange a teacher for you."
Little Nomi blinked and spun her head twice. She liked dancing, but would Mommy allow her to learn it?
Henry looked at Little Nomi happily at first, and then looked sad.
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"
Little Nomi shook her head. "No, I want to ask mommy."
Henry pinched her cheeks dotingly. "You can call Mommy and ask."
"Can I?" There was a flash of light in Little Nomi's black and bright eyes, like the bright stars in the night.
A faint smile tugged at the corners of Henry's lips. "Sure. Call your mommy and ask her if she wants to have dinner together tonight."
Little Nomi's happy face froze on the spot. She pursed her lips and said in a tender voice, "Mommy said that she'll be busy until very late at night."
Henry heard Little Nomi's sadness from her tender voice.
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