The little guy, big bed, the deep blue quilt like an ocean, the little one with fair skin and rosy lips, looks as cute as a Little Angel just waking up, the sight of him yawning is enough to melt the hearts of all women.
Xiao Gao's maternal instincts immediately overflowed, she smiled and walked over to pinch his tender little hand that seemed as if it could squeeze out water,
"Little Angel, are you awake?!"
"Good morning, Aunt Xiao Gao." Luo Jun politely greeted her, then looked around, "Where's my godmother?"
"Your godmother went to work already, Aunt Xiao Gao will take care of you for the rest of the time." Xiao Gao smiled as she helped him sit up, placing the freshly laundered clothes by his side, "Are you hungry? How about we get up and go have breakfast?"
"Okay." The little guy nodded, propping himself up on his little arms and crawling out from under the covers.
