Bending over to put down the two little ones, Leng Zirui stepped forward to face his father.
"Can't help but be cool!"
With a pout, he spread his arms and gave his father a big hug.
Leng Lin's breath caught, his lips tightened as he controlled his emotions, yet he still reached over to pat his son's back.
"Dad."
Leng Zimo let go of Luo Xiaoqian, held her hand tightly, bent over to embrace the approaching Luo Jun, and also walked towards Leng Lin.
With a soft response, Leng Lin released Leng Zirui. "Good to have you back. Xiao Su... go boil some water, we'll have reunion dumplings tonight."
"Okay!" Aunt Su wiped her eyes with her hand, "The water has been boiling long enough, I'll go cook the dumplings now."
"Brother Zimo, you're not allowed to eat, because what your wife made already fell to the ground, so your portion is gone." Huangfu Ruo teased.
