"Then I'll take Mo Mo upstairs first, I'll be right back!"
Leng Zimo smiled at him, carrying Luo Jun upstairs, arriving outside the bedroom door.
Luo Jun immediately wriggled out of his arms and stood on the floor himself, "Dad, you go in by yourself. This is what Mom instructed, I'm going to sleep!"
With that, he turned and ran into his room, all his bedtime preparations already complete, the little guy climbed onto his small bed on his own.
Leng Zimo followed him over, looking at his obedient appearance, just smiled, "Good night."
"Good night, Dad!" The little guy replied and then reached out his small hand to turn off the night lamp beside the bed.
He saw Luo Xiaoqian curled up under the light blanket, looking at him pitifully.
"What's going on?!" Leng Zimo closed the door behind him with a reverse hand and walked to the bedside in big strides, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"A bit cold," Luo Xiaoqian whispered.
Cold?!
It's already summer, how could she be cold?!
