"Mom, Uncle Zimo said you owe him something, what is it?" After hanging up the phone, Mo Mo curiously asked.
Luo Xiaoqian's cheeks flushed slightly. She knew, of course, he meant the goodnight kiss she owed him, but naturally, she couldn't tell Mo Mo that. "It's nothing, let's go take a bath."
"Okay." The little guy held her hand and went upstairs, "Tomorrow, I'm going to tell the kids in my class that my dad is as handsome as Uncle Zimo."
Hearing this, Luo Xiaoqian felt a pang of heartache. She bent down and cuddled the little guy in her arms, gently asking, "Mo Mo, do you miss your dad?"
"Of course, I miss him." The little guy's face dimmed a little, "Teacher Tang said that on Children's Day, the kindergarten is having an event, and everyone's mom and dad will participate. It would be great if dad could come back for Children's Day."
