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.
