Hell, the two men looked at each other across the door, and it felt like they were... making a big deal!
"Ding~" the elevator door opened.
"Huh? Uncle Lei, why are you here?" A tender and crisp boy voice sounded, and Mo Mo walked out of the elevator.
Seeing Lei Yunzheng, he felt a little unbelievable about his eyes. He shouldn't be so young, right? But the big president shouldn't come here at this time!
He has an event to go on tonight. Isn’t it that the president is here now?
Yes, why did he come to his house? Are you looking for Gengxintian?
"Momo." Lei Yunzheng curled the corner of his mouth, stretched his long arms and stroked the soft hair above Momo's head.
The little boy was not as tall as his waist, and his clear eyes were looking at him intently, but his surprised expression stayed on his face for too long, as if he was not that good at his arrival.
surprise.
The truly surprised expression was fleeting. Even if Momo was just a six-year-old, he always felt that Momo was not just a harmless six-year-old like what he saw.
"Dad, why are you getting out of bed? Don't you invite Uncle Lei in?" Mo Mo smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, revealing his cute little tiger teeth.
Very sincere and honest.
Wei Shengsen knew that Momo was for him to show, and he didn't believe that this child, who was more spiritual than a ghost, would not know that Lei Yunzheng was his biological father.
"I'm asking for it!" Wei Shengsen glanced at Momo with a slanted smile. "Why don't you ask your Uncle Lei if you want to come in and sit?"
"Oh." Momo raised his head and asked simply. "Uncle Lei, do you want to come in and sit down?"
Maybe his eyes were too yearning, or maybe Lei Yunzheng's thoughts were too alternative, so he nodded unpredictably.
"..." Mo Mo half opened his mouth, his expression a little strange.
He was speechless. He clearly didn't send an invitation signal on his face, but why did he accidentally send an invitation signal in his heart?
"Uncle Lei, please come in!" After all, he was a smart child. Before Momo's flexible eyes could be turned halfway, the gentleman sincerely invited Lei Yunzheng to enter.
"Okay." Lei Yunzheng smiled lightly and walked in with Momo.
The feeling of being in a good mood when he saw this little guy was in a good mood, and he couldn't even explain it himself.
After entering Geng Xintian's house, Momo took out a pair of men's slippers, and just about to put them on the ground, but stopped. He looked at Lei Yunzheng as if he had suddenly thought of something and asked.
"Uncle Lei, you..." Momo wanted to speak but stopped. I wonder if a big president like him would have to change slippers in his big villa.
"I'll do it myself!" Unexpectedly, Lei Yunzheng seemed to see through his thoughts, bent down and took the slippers in Mo Mo's hand, took off the leather shoes and put them on.
Momo seemed very happy, sincerely happy.
"Uncle Lei, please sit down, I'll get you a drink!" Momo took his big hand and walked towards the sofa.
Lei Yunzheng was stunned for a moment, looked down at the tender little hand in his hand, a little dazed.
Momo's little hand seemed to have a scorching force, as if it was not the sofa, but happiness that led him toward.
"Uncle Lei?"
"Huh?" Lei Yunzheng came to his senses, his eyes full of warmth.
"What drink do you want to have?" Momo asked carefully beside him, completely ignoring Wei Shengsen's handsome face that was already black.
"What do Momo likes to drink?" Lei Yunzheng was surprised by his thoughts. It was the first time, and he had the urge to kiss a child.
I want to treat a child like this, a child who has nothing to do with me.
"I like drinking strawberry yogurt!" Mo Mo pouted, his expression a little resentful.
"Then I will drink whatever Momo drinks." Lei Yunzheng gently pinched Momo's perky nose.
"But there is no strawberry yogurt at home, and I have it all drunk by my mother." Momo laughed again, looking like she didn't mind at all.
"I'll pour you the juice." Before he could answer, Mo Mo turned around and ran away.
"..." Lei Yunzheng took out his cell phone, not knowing what he pressed.
Wei Shengsen said sarcastically. "You are quite popular."
"It's okay." Lei Yunzheng glanced at him and replied to him in the same tone.
"Hmph." Wei Shengsen snorted and leaned lazily on the sofa. He really wanted to see the interaction between these two "father and son", which would be a very interesting thing.
"Uncle Lei, I'll give it to you!" Mo Yi brought three cups of juice and walked out of the kitchen, gave one to Lei Yunzheng and another to Wei Shengsen. He left a cup himself and drank it.
The small throat was moving, as if she had been thirsty for a long time, but even so, the six-year-old child had elegance that Lei Yunzheng could not see through.
"Uncle Lei, don't you like mango juice? Mommy likes drinking it so much!" Seeing that he didn't touch the cup in his hand, Momo thought he was not allergic to mango.
This thing is inherited?
It seems maybe...
"Fortunately, uncle is not thirsty." Lei Yunzheng's face was silent, but when he smelled the juice, his brows moved slightly.
He really can't eat anything related to mangoes, he has mango allergies.
However, what Momo just drank didn't seem to be mango juice. Although the color was the same, his keen sense of smell could smell it, and he was drinking orange juice.
He suddenly remembered that he had asthma in the end and should not eat the fruit of mango.
"You didn't wear a mask, have your asthma been cured?" Lei Yunzheng put down the cup and pulled Momo's hand, looking like a loving father.