Leng Youchen walked out of the elevator and immediately saw the little sticky rice ball sleeping against his door. He slowly walked over, squatted down beside him, and the little guy's face was red from sleep.
He slightly furrowed his brows. Whose child is this?
He looked around, seeing only the child and a suitcase. He took the sticky note off the suitcase, which read: "My name is Chenchen, please take care of me for a few days."
Leng Youchen stood up, hands in his pockets, and stared at the little sticky rice ball for a while. A strange feeling was growing in his heart. After a few minutes, he made a decision.
He bent down, effortlessly picked up the little guy, unlocked the door with the password, and dragged the suitcase inside with his other hand.
