"Hello, grandpa." The little guy greeted obediently immediately.
"Hello." Leng Lin also smiled when he saw such a little doll carved in pink and jade.
Ah sneeze!
The little guy suddenly sniffed and sneezed.
Leng Zimo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly carried him into his bedroom, "I'll take him to take a bath first, and I'll talk to you later."
When he walked into the bedroom, he didn't even bother to change his shoes, so he opened the faucet and filled the bathtub with water. He helped the little guy take off his clothes and carefully tested the water temperature before putting him in the bathtub and bathing him carefully, using a big bath towel.
Wrapping his body, Leng Zimo carefully carried him to the bed outside and helped him wipe the water.
The little guy was ticklish, so as he rubbed it, Luo Jun giggled and shrank up.
"It's so itchy!"
Seeing the smile on the little guy's face, Leng Zimo scratched his waist gently on a whim. The little guy immediately burst into laughter in his arms, "Ha...Uncle Zimo, you are not allowed to scratch me."
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Looking at his cute little appearance, Leng Zimo also laughed.
The two of them argued for a while before wiping off the water on their bodies, wrapping a dry bath towel around him, tucking the soft little guy into the quilt, and helping him blow dry his hair. Then Leng Zimo walked in.
Take a shower in the bathroom.
When he changed his clothes and walked out, the little guy was drinking sugar water from a bowl while chatting with Leng Lin.
"Grandpa is a general, right?"
"You know this as well?"
"I heard what Uncle Zimo said..."
"This little guy is so cute. Whose child is this?" Leng Lin asked curiously when he saw Leng Zimo coming out.
"He's the new young actor signed by our company." Leng Zimo arranged his clothes, "You two take care of him for a while, and I'll go buy him a set of clothes."
"You don't have to go out to buy them. We have plenty at home!" Aunt Su walked in with a smile, holding two sets of brand new children's clothes in her hands. "These two sets should be worn by children aged four or five. Let them try them out. Are they suitable?"
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"Why do we have children's clothes in our house?" Leng Zimo looked confused.
"It wasn't that time when you and Xiao..."
"Me?" Leng Zimo looked at the children's clothes in his hand, "Aunt Su, are you remembering it wrong? Why should I buy children's clothes if you have nothing to do?"
"What Xiao Su means is that these were the clothes you and Zi Rui wore when they were children." Leng Lin took over the conversation hurriedly.
Aunt Su realized that she had said the wrong thing and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, they were from your childhood. They are all new. I felt it was a pity so I didn't want to throw them away."
Leng Zimo took the clothes from Aunt Su and looked at them, "This style is quite fashionable."
Aunt Su glanced at Leng Lin, who gave her a sharp look in return.
Leng Zimo helped the little guy get dressed and didn't notice the small movement of the two people exchanging glances.
"These clothes are really suitable." Aunt Su also stepped forward to help. Looking at the neatly dressed little Luo Jun, she just sighed, "I didn't look carefully just now, but now that I look at it, this little guy is the same as Zimo when he was a child.
It’s so similar.”
Leng Zimo looked at the little guy in front of him, "Really?"
Aunt Su hugged Luo Jun and pinched his little face lovingly, "Why not? Look at these eyes, nose, and mouth... They are almost carved from the same mold as you. I don't know.
I must think you are father and son."
Leng Lin looked at Luo Jun, then at Leng Zimo, and suddenly his heart moved, "Mo Mo, what's your last name?!"
