Over the phone, listening to the gentle voice of that man, Luo Xiaoqian felt a warm sensation in her heart.
"Alright, you too, don’t work too late."
Leng Zimo responded softly, "Sissi, I miss you."
"I... " Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips, "I miss you too."
More than you can imagine, much more!
Listening to her voice, Leng Zimo’s lips naturally curved up, forming a happy arc.
"I’m going upstairs to sleep with Mo Mo now, good night."
"Good... wait, there’s a set of n’s loungewear in the wardrobe on the right side of my room... it was originally for John, it’s a bit snug, but if you don’t mind, you can use it as pajamas for tonight. Mo Mo’s school uniform is in his cabinet, and his socks are in the third drawer on the right."
Hanging up the phone and going upstairs, Leng Zimo indeed found a set of unopened loungewear in her wardrobe. He carefully took it to Luo Jun’s room and opened it under the light.
Both the color and texture of the clothes were to his liking, and the size was exactly his.
He walked into the bathroom of Luo Jun’s room, took a shower, and put on the clothes. They fit perfectly.
Actually, Leng Zimo didn’t know that this set of clothes was bought for him originally.
Every ti she saw sothing suitable for him, Luo Xiaoqian would naturally buy it. In her house in the United States, there was a whole wardrobe of n’s clothing, many of which were matching father-son outfits or couple’s outfits with her and Luo Jun.
Although he wasn’t around her, in her heart, this man was always with her and Luo Jun.
Of course, Leng Zimo didn’t know this. After putting on the clothes, he opened Luo Jun’s wardrobe again to prepare the clothes and shoes Luo Jun needed, then went back to her bedroom and carefully lay down next to the little one.
The little one mistook him for Luo Xiaoqian, calling out "Mommy" in a daze and snuggled into his arms, hugging his arm tightly.
Leng Zimo smiled, naturally lifting his other arm to embrace the soft little thing and closed his eyes.
The person who usually had insomnia fell asleep peacefully this ti.
The next morning, the two n were awakened by the alarm clock. Opening their eyes and seeing each other’s faces, both had smiles in their eyes.
"I’ll go make dumplings, can you dress yourself?"
"Wait, there’s still the good morning kiss!" Seeing him about to leave, the little one imdiately crawled over, hugged his neck, and kissed his left cheek. "This one’s for Uncle Zimo," then kissed his right cheek, "and this one’s for Mommy."
"Alright!" Leng Zimo also returned the kisses in the sa way, "One’s from , and one’s from your mommy. Now, get up. According to the usual rule, ten minutes. Uncle Zimo believes you can do it, right?"
"Yes!" The little one raised his small hand and gave him an Arican salute.
Leng Zimo chuckled softly, pinching his little cheek, "Alright, the tir starts now."
He went downstairs to prepare breakfast for Luo Jun. When he brought the dumplings to the table, the little one was already dressed neatly and ca downstairs, and John had also co down.
While the three n were having breakfast together, Luo Jun didn’t forget to inquire,
"Uncle Zimo, are you coming to my house again tonight?"
"Do you want to co?"
"Of course!" The little one nodded imdiately.
"Alright, Uncle will co over right after work tonight."
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