Leng Zimo tucked him in with a thin blanket, "What story do you want to hear today?"
This time, Luo Jun surprisingly shook his head, "I don’t want to listen."
"Why? Are daddy’s stories not tasty?" Leng Zimo asked puzzled.
"You also need to take care of mom, it’ll delay things." The little guy had a serious expression, "I can sleep by myself."
Looking at the little guy’s delicate little face, Leng Zimo couldn’t help but feel a soft warmth rising in his heart. Sitting beside him, Leng Zimo reached out his hand to gently touch the little guy’s soft face, "Mo Mo, daddy is very proud of you. But it’s alright, daddy can tell you the story first and then take care of mom, because to daddy, you and the little baby in mom’s tummy are just as important. How about we continue with the Transformers story?!"
"Okay." Luo Jun immediately nodded eagerly.
With the bedside lamp dimmed, Leng Zimo started gently narrating, "The leader of the Decepticons, Megatron, was severely injured in the battle with Optimus Prime and was remade by the Galactic Emperor. He also got a new name, Shockwave, becoming the second-generation leader of the Decepticons..."
"Then he must be stronger, will Optimus Prime and the others be in danger?"
"Of course not, because evil does not prevail over good. Optimus Prime and the others have upgraded too, becoming even stronger..."
Not until the little guy fell into a deep sleep did Leng Zimo finally turn off the light and quietly step back into his own bedroom.
On the sofa, Luo Xiaoqian was flipping through unfinished materials on the computer. Seeing Leng Zimo walk in, she raised her face and smiled at him, "You go take a shower first, I’ll finish soon."
"What’s this?" Leng Zimo coming over.
"It’s a performance planning proposal from a band."
"Give it to me!" Leng Zimo raised his hand to remove her anti-radiation glasses, "Now, go shower."
He also went to wash up and then came back to sit on the sofa, carefully finishing the proposal.
Emperor View was originally founded on entertainment, so this kind of work was already second nature to him. After a brief discussion with her on the modification plan, he personally took action, helping her finish the task.
He put away the computer, walked over, and lay down beside her. Leng Zimo extended his arm for her to use as a pillow, while his hand cupped her chin, "Aunt Su seems quite right, sweetheart, you seem to be getting more beautiful!"
Luo Xiaoqian chuckled lightly, "It’s not me getting more beautiful, it’s your sweet talk getting better!"
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Came back late.

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