Listening to the man's gentle voice over the phone, Luo Xiaoqian just felt warm in her heart.

"Okay, so do you, don't work too late."

Leng Zimo replied softly, "Sissi, I miss you." ”

"I ......" Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips, "I ...... Miss you. ”

More than you think, more than you think, more than you think!

Listening to her voice, the corners of Leng Zimo's lips naturally curved, outlining a happy arc.

"I'm going upstairs to sleep silently, good night."

"Late ...... Wait, there's a men's homewear in the closet on the right hand side of my room...... It was originally intended to be given to John, and he lost a little weight, and if you don't mind, he could be used as pajamas and for a night, and the silent school uniform was in his cupboard, and the socks were in the third drawer on the right. ”

Hung up the phone and went upstairs, Leng Zimo went upstairs again, and sure enough, a set of unopened home clothes came out of her closet, and he carefully took Luo Jun's room and turned on the light.

The color and texture of the clothes are what he likes, and the number is exactly the number he wears.

He walked into Luo Jun's room, took a shower, and put his clothes on his body, not too big, not too small, just right.

In fact, Leng Zimo didn't know that this set of clothes was originally bought for him.

Every time she sees something that suits him, Luo Xiaoqian will always buy it naturally, in her American home, there is a whole wardrobe of men's clothes, many of which are father-son clothes and couple clothes that match her and Luo Jun.

Although he is not by her side, in her heart, this man has always been with him and Luo Jun.

Of course, Leng Zimo didn't know this, and after putting on his clothes, he opened Luo Jun's wardrobe again, helped him prepare the clothes and shoes and socks he was going to wear, and then returned to her bedroom and carefully slept on the little guy's side.

The little guy treated him as Luo Xiaoqian, called Mommy in a daze, and got into his arms and hugged his arm.

Leng Zimo smiled, naturally raised his other arm and hugged the soft little thing into his arms, and closed his eyes.

He always suffers from insomnia, but this time, he quickly fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, the two men were woken up by the alarm clock, opened their eyes, and saw each other's faces, both with smiles in their eyes.

"I'm going to cook dumplings, and you can dress yourself, okay?"

"Wait a minute, there's a good morning kiss!" Seeing that he was leaving, the little guy immediately crawled over, hugged his neck, and kissed him on the left side of his face, "This is Uncle Zimo's," and then, kissed him on the right cheek, "This is Mommy's." ”

"Good!" Leng Zimo also kissed him back twice, "One is mine, the other is your mother's, now, get up, the old rule, ten minutes, Uncle Zimo believes that you can definitely do it, right?" ”

“Yes！” The little guy raised his little hand and saluted him with an American military salute.

Leng Zimo was amused by him and chuckled out loud, pinching his little face, "Okay, now the timer begins." ”

He went downstairs to prepare breakfast for Luo Jun, and by the time he brought the dumplings to the table, the little one was already dressed and went downstairs, and John had already walked downstairs.

When the three men were eating breakfast together, Luo Jun didn't forget to ask.

"Uncle Zimo, are you still coming to my house tonight?"

"Do you want me to come?"

"Of course." The little one nodded immediately.

"Okay, uncle gets off work at night, come directly."