"Good!" The little one immediately agreed.

Two men, one older and one younger, sat down on the piano bench together, one with his left hand and the other with his right hand.

"I'll get started!" Luo Xiaoqian walked over and glanced at the two of them, "Let's start!" ”

Luo Xiaoqian's CDs of Leng Zimo, Luo Jun doesn't know how many times he has listened to them, and he is also familiar with the piano in it for a while, and Leng Zimo's own tunes are of course even more familiar.

Although it was the first time for the two to work together, they didn't feel out of tune.

One left-handed, the other right-handed, turned out to be a seamless match.

"Perfect!"

At the end of the song, Luo Xiaoqian immediately applauded the two.

"If only my dad could play as well as Uncle Zimo!" The little guy looked yearning.

Leng Zimo touched his little head, "If Uncle Zimo were your father, would you be willing?" ”

On the side, Luo Xiaoqian couldn't help but be a little worried when she heard him suddenly ask this question.

Unexpectedly, Luo Jun nodded without hesitation, "Uncle Zimo can be my godfather, so that I have two very good fathers!" ”

Luo Xiaoqian was a little stunned, but Leng Zimo chuckled contentedly, "Okay, then we'll make up our minds, in the future, don't call me Uncle Zimo anymore, call me dad, okay?" ”

Now that Luo Xiaoqian has decided to be with him, he should work with her to solve Luo Jun's obstacle as soon as possible.

Leng Zimo knew that Luo Jun was no longer a child who didn't understand anything, he was now somewhat sensible, if he wanted this little guy to accept himself, Luo Xiaoqian's efforts alone were not enough, he would inevitably have to redouble his efforts.

"Not good!"

The little one immediately refused.

Luo Xiaoqian was only afraid that Leng Zimo would be sad when she heard it, so she frowned, "...... silently"

Leng Zimo was still smiling, raising his hand to make a gesture to her, he smiled and touched the little guy's head, "Since you want Uncle Zimo to be your godfather, why don't you call me?!" ”

Luo Jun raised his face, "Uncle Zimo, I'm sorry, I want to leave my first 'Dad' to Dad!" ”

"It's okay!" Leng Zimo gently caressed the little guy's face, "Uncle Zimo is not in a hurry. ”

The little guy raised his face, looked at the gentle look in his eyes, and naturally put his little head into his arms, "If only Uncle Zimo were my own father!" ”

This man, handsome and gentle, was good to him and his mother, and he played the piano well...... Completely satisfies all the fantasies of the little one for a father.

Feeling the little guy's attachment to him, Leng Zimo's left arm naturally hugged him, and his palm was as gentle as a father patting his back, "Although you are not Uncle Zimo's own son, but in my uncle's heart, you are closer than my own son, no matter you call me uncle or dad, uncle will love you like dad!" ”

Looking at the appearance of the father and son, Luo Xiaoqian just felt distressed for a while.

This is unfair, and it is unfair to Leng Zimo and Luo Jun.

Or, it's time to tell them the truth.

She thought to herself.

After a while, Leng Zimo let go of the little guy, "It's not early, it's time to go to bed, my uncle has an injury on his hand, I can't help you take a bath, go to the bath with my mother, and then Uncle Zimo will tell you a story, okay?" ”

The little guy raised his little head with a smile on his face, and Luo Xiaoqian came over and took his little hand and led him into the bathroom.