Zimo wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back into his embrace, and kissed her on the shoulder, "It's chilly in the morning, let me get you a coat."
With that, he got out of bed, opened the wardrobe, casually grabbed his robe, put it on, and then went to get her clothes and placed them by her pillow.
Just like five years ago, he didn't miss a single item from inside out.
As the two of them were almost done washing up, there was a knock on the door.
"Can I come in?"
Outside the door came a child's soft voice.
Zimo walked over and opened the door, and sure enough, the little one was already dressed and standing outside.
"Grandpa said you should go have breakfast!"
"Alright, we'll be there soon!" Zimo bent down to pick Luo Jun up from the floor, kissing his face with a smile, "Are you afraid of sleeping alone?"
Luo Jun immediately shook his head, "Grandpa said that when you were my age, you slept in your own bed, so I should sleep in my own room too."
