After taking a bath, with two adults on either side of him, Leng Zimo used his rich baritone voice to tell the little one a story. Very soon, the little one fell asleep with a smile.
"I'm leaving!" Leng Zimo stood up.
"Wait for me downstairs, I have something to tell you!" Luo Xiaoqian gently stood up and watched him walk out the door. She quickly opened the wardrobe, grabbed a couple of outfits and stuffed them into a bag. Leaving Luo Jun's room, she walked into John's bedroom across the hall. "Can you take care of Mo Mo tonight? I'll... I'll be back tomorrow morning!"
"Sure!" John replied with a smile.
She hurried downstairs, found no one in the living room, and walked out the door. Leng Zimo was standing under the light outside, looking up at the moon.
Walking over with big strides, she reached out and wrapped her palm around his left arm.
"Let's go!"
Leng Zimo turned his face and noticed the paper bag she was carrying, "You?!"
