On the first day that Young Master Rong did not bring the young commander home, the Little Guy did not pay much attention to him. Young Master Rong touched the tip of his nose, changed his clothes, washed his hands, and leaned over to kiss him. The little guy snorted in disdain.
On the fifth day that Young Master Rong did not bring the young commander home, the little guy raised his eyelids at his return, indicating that he knew that he had returned home.
Half a month after Young Master Rong did not bring the young commander home, he picked up Luo Anning and went home together. The servant greeted them respectfully, “Young Master Rong, Young Madam, you’re back.”
The little guy, who was watching a TV series with Old Master Jiang Peihua, turned his head when he heard the servant’s voice. His exquisite little face immediately broke into a bright smile, he excitedly extended his short arms towards the two of them, wanting to hug them. “Father, mother!”
