"Dad?" Luo Jun looked at him and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with you?"
"Dad is fine, maybe he is just a little tired!" Leng Zimo smiled comfortingly.
Luo Jun immediately slipped out of his arms and held his arm like a little adult, "I'll help you go downstairs!"
His small palm supported his big hand. Although his strength was very small, he looked serious.
"Momo... if... if dad can't leave on his own one day, will you dislike dad?" Leng Zimo asked softly.
"Of course not." Luo Jun turned his face and looked at Leng Zimo worriedly with his big eyes, "Dad, are your legs sick?"
"No, how could it be? Dad was just joking with you." Leng Zimo replied with a smile.
"Great, if your legs are really sick, you can't play football with me." Luo Jun continued to help him go downstairs, "By the way, Dad, how about we have another battle tonight?"
Well, last time, my godmother bought me a game disc, it was very fun!"
Leng Zimo took a deep breath and said, "Okay."
The little guy immediately showed him a provocative expression excitedly, "Watch me kill you to pieces!"
"Hmph, it's not necessarily who is the one who is falling into pieces!" Leng Zimo pretended to be relaxed.
The father and son returned to the car chatting and laughing, and Luo Jun told Leng Zimo the rules of the new game. Leng Zimo listened carefully, imagining that he might never be able to play games with him again.
Playing ball, driving him to play... His heart sank to the bottom of the water little by little.
After returning home, Luo Jun said hello to Luo Xiaoqian and immediately ran upstairs excitedly.
"Dad, hurry up!"
"What are you doing, little thing?!" Luo Xiaoqian took the water handed over by the servant and handed it to Leng Zimo.
"Let me play games with him." Leng Zimo took the water glass and raised his hand to hug her waist, "Let's go upstairs and be the referee for us."
When the two of them went upstairs together, Luo Jun had already installed the game. When he saw Leng Zimo coming in, he immediately sent one of the controllers over.
The two started fighting, and Luo Xiaoqian sat aside and watched.
After adapting to a game, Leng Zimo quickly found the feeling and turned defeat into victory. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Just after winning a game, some light spots began to appear in his eyes. Affected by these disturbances, he quickly
He was defeated by Luo Jun.
His head began to hurt slightly again, Leng Zimo gently raised his hand and rubbed his temples.
Luo Xiaoqian noticed his expression and immediately held Luo Jun's shoulders, "Momo, I remember your pony should take a bath today, right?!"
"Yeah, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me." Luo Jun stood up immediately, "Dad, let's PK later!"
The little guy ran downstairs to give his pony a bath. Luo Xiaoqian hugged Leng Zimo's shoulders from behind, "What's wrong? I see you're not in good spirits. Are you too tired?!"
"Maybe it's because I didn't sleep last night, okay? It's okay!"
Leng Zimo leaned on the mat, hugged her in his arms, let her head rest on his lap, and looked at her with his face downcast.
Her eyebrows, her eyes, her long eyelashes... and her petal-like lips...
Could it be that he would never see this face again?!
"What's wrong?" Luo Xiaoqian blinked in confusion, "Why are you looking at me like this? Have I become ugly?!"
