Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

"Dad, this is Xiao Baozi's favorite thing, and he gave it to you."

After she finished speaking, she blinked at Father Luo suddenly. Father Luo didn't understand. After hearing what Luo Qingqian said, he had changed his previous attitude. Little Baozi was able to give him all the things he liked the most. What's not to like?
On the contrary, because Xiao Baozi is too warm, he can't help but want to like him.

Originally, the idea that the two of them would not have any intersection was broken at this moment.

"Grandpa likes your gift very much, little bun, you are awesome." As soon as Father Luo finished speaking, Little Baozi's face obviously showed great joy, especially when he saw Father Luo accepting the gift and asking people to After the gift was placed on the shelf in the living room, Xiao Baozi's eyes rolled into smiles.

"Little Baozi, come, I'll carry you in." Father Luo squatted down and stretched out his hand towards Xiao Baozi.

But the little bun shook his head: "Grandpa, no need, I can go by myself. I heard from Qianqian that you are sick, so I can't trouble you."

When Little Baozi said this, Luo's father was very touched. Ever since he was injured, he was very sad and disappointed to see Luo Yu's true reaction.

Seeing his daughter's character more clearly, at this moment, he had to admit that Luo Qingqian and Xiao Baozi both attached great importance to family affection.

On the contrary, the daughter he brought up, not only didn't worry at all after he was injured, but also didn't feel guilty.

Father Luo's expression fell instantly, and Xiao Baozi patted his hand obediently: "Grandpa, what are you thinking? Do you want to talk to Xiao Baozi?
"If I tell Xiao Baozi, what will Xiao Baozi do?" Father Luo suddenly got in the mood to joke.

The little bun heard the words and said in a low voice: "You talk about it first, I won't tell others."

"You don't even tell Qianqian?" Father Luo said intentionally.

"Well, if Grandpa doesn't want to, I won't tell Qianqian." Xiao Baozi thought about it.

Luo's father laughed: "Grandpa wants to say, what kind of food should I prepare for Xiao Baozi later, so that he will be happy?"

"Eggs!" Xiao Baozi said positively, "Grandpa, you only need eggs and Xiao Baozi will be satisfied."

"Scrambled eggs, boiled eggs, or steamed eggs?"

"Scrambled eggs with tomato!" Xiao Baozi said exactly what he likes to eat.

Luo's father smiled, couldn't help but patted his head, and led him into the house, "Okay, grandpa asked them to make tomato scrambled eggs for you, and I'll make you whatever the bun wants, okay?" good?"

"Okay, thank you, grandpa, little bun, it's very kind of you."

Luo Qingqian couldn't help pinching his little nose: "Little Baozi, you actually bent over for a tomato scrambled egg, don't tell Qianqian, hum."

"Hey, Qianqian, I mean I won't tell you if grandpa doesn't want me to tell you, but now grandpa doesn't ask, so I will tell you." The little bun turned around decisively and hugged Luo Qingqian's thigh, Looking up, she said cutely.

Luo Qingqian was so adorable by him, "Little Baozi, you are such a stinky fart."

"Hey..." Little Baozi grinned, and the three of them quickly entered the villa.

Jun Tingmo immediately went to see Luo Qingqian's room, and then it was very clear that Luo Qingqian's habits have not changed, because the rooms in the imperial palace are similar to those here, and the decoration and furnishings are similar

Luo Qingqian went into the study with Father Luo, who quickly told her to sit down.

She sighed and said, "Qianqian, I'm relieved that you're pregnant now."