Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

"Qianqian~" The little bun tugged at Luo Qingqian's sleeve coquettishly, his little face was full of anticipation.

Luo Qing sighed lightly, how could she refuse such a little bun, not to mention that it was already raining and windy outside at this time.

Now that they were allowed to go back, she was not at ease. Now that she was nominally Xiao Baozi's mother, she had the responsibility to protect him.

"Then you go take a shower first, and I'll help you get your clothes."

Luo Qingqian really didn't have any clothes for Xiao Baozi here, so she could only find one that she wore, a soft short tunic, and Xiao Baozi wore it on her body, which was just right for a nightgown.

As for Jun Tingmo's, she can only use Tang Xiaoteng's (young brother)'s instead. The height difference between the two is not much different, but they should be able to wear it.

But after taking it out, Luo Qingqian was still a little embarrassed.

Especially after seeing Xiao Baozi's cool face, she couldn't even imagine how Xiao Baozi would look in her clothes.

"That little bun, Qianqian doesn't have children's clothes here, can you wear mine later?"

When Xiao Baozi heard it, his eyes lit up instantly: "Did it pass through Qianqian?"

Seeing his obviously excited reaction, Luo Qingqian twitched the corners of her mouth, why is this different from what she thought?
Jun Tingmo, who was at the side, suddenly darkened when he knew what his son was thinking, and then interrupted their conversation very calmly: "There is a set of Xiaobaozi's clothes in the car.

Luo Qingqian breathed a sigh of relief.

Little Baozi's face collapsed when he heard the words.

"I'll get it." Then a certain jealous papa left.

Hearing this, Luo Qingqian stood up, "Little Baozi, why don't you take a shower later and watch TV on the sofa? Qianqian is going to clean up the table first."

"it is good
Xiao Baozi replied weakly, and ran to the sofa by himself, hugging the cute pillow, and the TV was on in front of him, but his eyes were on Luo Qingqian who was busy, and he didn't avert his eyes during the whole process.

Jun Tingmo quickly brought up the clothes, and 'followed the trend' to find his own clothes, and brought them up as well.

Luo Qingqian suddenly thought of the clothes she used that he disliked when she first took Jun Ting Mo's car, now seeing him bring the clothes up by himself, she hugged her hands a little guilty Tang Xiaoteng's (righteous brother) clothes.

Fortunately, she didn't give it back just now, otherwise this man would have thrown the clothes in front of her, right? Although it's not normal, she always had the feeling that the other party would definitely do this
Seeing Jun Tingmo calmly taking the little bun to take a bath, Luo Qingqian also cleaned up the dining table, and went into her room to clean up.

After washing her hair, because of the broken leg bone, she was still applying medicine, so she could only wash it briefly, and also to avoid the wound from being touched by water. After all this tossing, her speed was slower than usual .

It was more than half an hour after she came out with a sentence, the TV was still on in the living room, one big and one small sat on the sofa and stared at the nightly news intently, they looked like they were carved out of a mold.

She laughed a little, and took a few steps forward, intending to pour a glass of water, when she saw one big and one small turning their heads to look at her at the same time, so frightened that she trembled when she touched the water glass, almost spilling the water.

"That... Do you want a drink?" Luo Qingqian looked for a topic in embarrassment.

Jun Tingmo looked at the girl wearing a conservative two-piece pajamas, because she had just come out of the bathroom, her already white skin was even more tender, and her delicate face looked like a seductive beauty, his eyes suddenly darkened .