"You'll know when we get to the grassland." Leng Zimo bent down and picked her up from the ground, "It's bedtime now."
The two left the study and returned to the bedroom. She still couldn't help but be curious, "Zimo, who is it?"
Leng Zimo put her on the pillow, lay beside her, and supported the bed with one hand, "I know you are curious, but can you bear it for one more day?"
"Okay then." Luo Xiaoqian flattened her mouth and lay back on the pillow.
After he lay down with a smile on his face, she leaned close to his face again and said, "Um...I won't ask who that person is, but can you tell me if I know him?"
Leng Zimo chuckled, "We know each other, we're very familiar, okay?"
She knows her, is she familiar with her?
Who is that?!
Luo Xiaoqian became more and more curious, "Qin Lan?"
"wrong."
"That's..." Luo Xiaoqian's eyes suddenly lit up, "I know!"
"You know?" Leng Zimo looked into her eyes, no, he was so smart and guessed it this time.
"It must be...Dad, right!" Luo Xiaoqian looked confident, "I know, Dad's birthday is coming soon. His 60th birthday is a celebration."
Leng Zimo almost laughed out loud.
"I guessed wrong again? Who is that..."
Leng Zimo pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair with his big hands, "Okay, stop thinking about it and go to sleep."
He really couldn't bear to let her guess, but this time, he really had to hold back.
Wife, I have to let you be curious for one more day!
Luo Xiaoqian huddled in his arms and thought about it for a long time without thinking about it. She smelled the familiar scent on his body, felt the temperature of his chest, and gradually fell asleep against the sound of his heartbeat.
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The next day, the sun was shining brightly.
Leng Zimo rushed to Emperor Vision for a meeting, and Luo Xiaoqian and Luo Jun, who was at home on leave, packed their luggage together to prepare for the "trip to the grassland."
She didn't need to take care of Luo Xiaoqian's luggage at all. Leng Zimo had already gotten up and packed it. The only thing left was Luo Jun's part. Of course, she hardly needed to do this part.
The wardrobe in the little guy's room is all low cabinets, and he can reach it, because Leng Zimo said not to tire his mother, and Luo Jun was very determined to take all the work on himself.
"Mom just sits next to me and directs me," the little guy said.
Anyway, it was just a day for him to play, and Luo Xiaoqian let him do it. She originally thought that she would have to tidy up in the end, but she didn't expect that the little guy was holding clothes and putting socks on, and he turned out to be very stylish. Look.
Seeing his attitude, Luo Xiaoqian just looked surprised, "Mo Mo, have you ever bowed before?"
"Of course." Luo Jun put the pajamas in his hand into his suitcase, "When I was in the United States, I packed my luggage by myself. My mother said that men should be independent, like my father."
Sure enough, she didn't remember any of this.
"Mom, can I ride a horse?" The little guy looked at the horse clothing on the shelf.
"Of course, but the premise is that someone has to protect you." Luo Xiaoqian smiled.
The little guy immediately excitedly took two sets of horse outfits and put them into the box. Luo Xiaoqian stretched out her hand to help him organize them, and then pulled him into her arms, "Mo Mo, mom doesn't remember the past, will you?
angry?"
"Of course not." Luo Jun raised his face and looked at her, "Dad said that our family being together is more important than anything else."
