"Really?" Leng Zimo laughed, "Okay, then you tell your uncle, is this new friend of yours a boy or a girl?" ”

"Of course it's a boy, and he can play the piano just like his uncle!"

"Okay, uncle knows, uncle will prepare an extra gift."

"I still have to call Uncle Zirui, so I'll hang up first, Uncle Zimo zaijian!"

The little girl hung up the phone neatly, Leng Zimo put the phone back in her pocket, and her face showed a contemplative expression.

At Qin Wanwan's birthday banquet, Qin Lan and Huangfu Ruo had already informed everyone, and Leng Zimo had naturally prepared the little princess's birthday gift.

Now he has received a call from the little one, and he heard that there is a boy who is going to celebrate her birthday, so he naturally wants to prepare an extra gift.

It's just that a four-year-old boy, what kind of gift should he give him?!

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Five days later, Beijing.

Lincoln's car stopped in front of the villa, Mike opened the car door first, and Luo Xiaoqian got out of the car.

"This is it, the environment is not bad, right?" Mike raised his chin at the cottage in front of him.

Luo Xiaoqian glanced at the two-story villa in front of her, swept her eyes over the lush mountains in the distance, and nodded lightly, "The environment is good." ”

"If you like it, although it is a suburb, it only takes more than 20 minutes to go to the silent kindergarten at high speed, and it will not gamble on the car, it is very convenient, there is a study room, a piano room and three bedrooms upstairs, John can live next door to the silence, there are two bedrooms downstairs, two cars can be parked in the garage, if you want to exercise in the morning, pass through the woods over there, it is the lakeshore, the air and scenery are good......"

Mike explained the situation as he lifted her luggage out of the trunk of the taxi.

When the taxi left, John was already driving and picked up Momo, who had returned to China early, from kindergarten.

"Mom!"

Seeing Luo Xiaoqian, the little guy immediately jumped out of the car, ran over, threw himself into her arms, and kissed her on the face.

"Good son!" Kissed him back, put him on the ground, and walked into the door with his little hand, Luo Xiaoqian didn't forget to ask, "How is it, are you happy?" ”

"Yes!" While the little guy agreed, he carefully took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket and sent it to her, "This is a gift for you, the teacher said that everyone's birthday is the most painful day for mother, so give mother a gift on your birthday." ”

John opened the door, the mother and son walked into the living room together, Luo Xiaoqian carefully opened the paper in her hand, and saw a very cute color painting painted on the paper, with three villains on it.

"This is me, this is Mom," Luo Jun pointed at the tallest villain above with his little finger, "This is Dad." ”

Unlike ordinary children who like to draw themselves in the middle, Luo Jun's painting represents the mother's villain in the middle.

"Weishenme, do you want to draw your mother in the middle?" Luo Xiaoqian asked curiously.

"Because I'm going to protect my mom with my dad." Luo Jun replied as a matter of course.

Luo Xiaoqian's heart warmed, and John had already sent a note on the side, "This was given to me by the mother of the silent classmate, with her home address and phone number on it." ”

took the note, looked at the address of Xiangshang, and saw the three words "Huangfu Ruo" in front of the phone left below, Luo Xiaoqian was suddenly shocked.

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Good afternoon.