"Sir, Mr. Leng and the others are here." A servant came in to inform.
Jiao Yang immediately said, "Xiaobei, Dad, Mom, let's go down!"
Jiao Yalin carefully held the Duke of Kent's hand and put the baby back into the crib. She told the maid to take good care of him, and they all went downstairs to greet him.
When I came to the hall, I saw Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian walking up the steps.
Both of them were dressed in gray and white. Luo Xiaoqian was holding Luo Jun, who was wearing a small suit. The little guy had grown a lot taller, but his face was still as delicate as ever, with that kind of coolness and nobility in his heart.
The temperament is also becoming more and more obvious.
The way he moves his hands and feet is full of elegance.
In addition, Leng Zimo also held Xiaoxiao in a light gray dress in his arms.
Snow-white skin, a little face with a little baby fat, from eyes to nose, small mouth, everything is very delicate. Unlike Luo Jun who inherited most of his father's appearance, Xiaoxiao inherited more of Luo Xiaoqian's appearance.
The little guy is only a few months old, but he doesn't seem to be afraid of anything. His big eyes look left and right curiously, and everything he looks at is fresh.
"Zimo, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The Duke of Kent came over with a smile and extended his hand to Leng Zimo.
Leng Zimo handed Xiaoxiao to Luo Xiaoqian, stretched out his palm to shake his hand, "Congratulations!"
Due to the health of the Duke of Kent, Jiao Yang had resigned from ATV at the beginning of the year and returned to the Kent family to manage the family business. Despite this, his cooperation with Leng Zimo has not stopped.
There is also a sincere cooperation between the Kent family, Mo's and Leng's companies. In the past six months, the three companies' cooperation projects have achieved great success.
This time, the Duke of Kent specifically asked Jiao Yang to invite Leng Zimo to attend the child's baptism. He also expressed the hope that Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian would be the child's godfather and godmother.
Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian naturally accepted it happily, and the whole family came out to attend the little one's baptism.
"Wow, this is Xiaoxiao!" Mo Bei took Xiaoxiao in his hands, "How many months old is she?"
"In a few days, I will be half a year old." Luo Xiaoqian replied with a smile.
"It's so cute!" Mo Bei kissed the little guy's face, "Jiao Yang, look, it's just like little Xiao Qian."
Jiao Yang walked over, looked at the little girl in her arms, and then at Xiao Qian, "It really looks like you."
"My daughter? Of course she looks like me! Where is your little angel?"
"Jenny, take the young master down!" Jiao Yalin immediately gave the order.
The maid agreed, and soon walked down the stairs with the future little duke in her arms, and brought him to Luo Xiaoqian and others.
"Wow……"
Seeing the little guy, no one else had moved yet, but Xiaoxiao had already stretched out his palm towards Jenny forcefully.
"Xiao Xiao likes the little Duke, right?"
Luo Xiaoqian smiled and took the little Duke into her arms and brought it to Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and touched the little Duke's hand. She immediately raised the corners of her lips and giggled. The little Duke didn't know if he was being touched.
She was infected, but she also grinned.
"These two kids are quite compatible," Jiao Yang said with a smile.
"Yes!" Mo Bei nodded with a smile, "Xiao Qian, just keep your little Xiao Qian and be my child bride."
"Okay, no problem!" Luo Xiaoqian said.
"You said it's okay, but our Lord Leng couldn't bear to part with it," Jiao Yang said.
