Luo Xiaoqian helped the little guy and carefully checked his head, and sure enough, he saw a slight edema in the back of his head, knowing that the doctor uncle he said should be Shen Yizhou, and asked carefully to make sure that he did not have a headache and dizziness, so he was a little relieved.

"That's right." Luo Jun took out the business card with his little hand, "This is the name given to me by Uncle Zimo, saying that if I have a headache, I will ask you to call him, and he will take me to the doctor." ”

Luo Xiaoqian took the business card he handed over, pinched the delicate card, and her eyes were just hot.

Luo Jun happened to be in the same class as Qin Wan, and the two of them just celebrated their birthdays together on the same birthday, so that Luo Jun could see his father, all of this was like providence.

Zimo, it must be that God has mercy on our Xiao Jun, so he will arrange for him to see you like this.

Luo Jun took the cake he brought back from the table, "Mom, then, this is the cake I brought you, Uncle Zimo personally cut it, is it a big piece?" ”

“xiexie。” Luo Xiaoqian sniffed and took a fork from the fruit bowl, "Mom will eat it now." ”

"I'm going to play music!"

Luo Jun couldn't hold it anymore, took out the vinyl record from the record box, and carefully put it on the record player.

Immediately, the sound of music filled the living room.

Walking back to his mother, Luo Jun listened to the music very happily.

Luo Xiaoqian sent a bite of cake to his mouth, and he immediately opened his mouth wide and ate it unceremoniously.

Putting down the half-eaten cake in her hand, Luo Xiaoqian reached out and hugged her son into her arms to listen with him.

Until, listen to the whole record.

The little guy received the record, and she went upstairs with him, helped him change his clothes, and after washing, took care of him and lay down on the pillow, she asked.

"Uncle Zimo, did you talk to you?"

"I talked a lot, and he asked his parents what they did......

"And how did you answer?" Luo Xiaoqian was a little nervous.

"I said, my mom is a music planner and my dad is a great artist."

He ...... Have you asked your mother's name? ”

"Nope."

Luo Xiaoqian breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time was a little disappointed, on the one hand, she didn't want Leng Zimo to hear her name, and on the other hand, she wanted to see his reaction when she heard her name, "What else?" ”

"He also kissed me, saying that he wanted to give me a birthday kiss for my father, and Aunt Huangfu also said that she wanted me to let him be his godson!"

"Then ......" Luo Xiaoqian straightened up and looked at his face, "Would you like to?" ”

"Would you like what?"

"Let Uncle Zimo be your father, are you willing?!" Luo Xiaoqian asked softly.

"I don't want it!"

Luo Xiaoqian was a little puzzled, "Weishenme, you ...... Don't you like him very much? ”

"But he's not my real father, I just want my own father." Thinking of the man with warm big hands, Luo Jun added, "If it's a godfather, I'm willing." ”

"Good son." Luo Xiaoqian tightened her arms and hugged him into her arms, "Don't worry, my mother will definitely give you the dearest and dearest father." ”

The little guy was held in her arms, sniffing the familiar fragrance of his mother's body, and nodded slightly, "Uncle Zimo has a chocolate smell, it smells good, does he like to eat chocolate?" ”

Luo Xiaoqian kissed her son's hair lightly, "This question will be asked by yourself the next time you meet him again." ”