But the little one frowned slightly, "I'm Nannan, not Ivy."
Kyle Kinston pondered for a moment and said, "Alright, Nannan, I am your daddy, and she..." Kyle pointed to Mabel Quinn, who was sitting on the sofa nearby, "She is your mommy. Would you like to sleep with us tonight?"
The little one remained silent, as if still digesting their words, and seemed to not understand why her mother had become her godmother and why another person was now her mommy, and also a daddy appeared.
The pair of beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with confusion, yet these two people in front of her didn't make her feel unwelcome; instead, there was an irresistible urge to get close to them.
It was as if her body's instincts were telling her that these two would be good to her.
"Okay." The little one nodded her little head after a moment, then blinked, "Daddy? Mommy?"
"Yes, I am your daddy, and she is your mommy," Kyle said.
