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After the wedding, Luo Zijun quickly took the child abroad to get the certificate. Although the child repeatedly emphasized whether he had this document, it was the same for him. After more than 100 years of bondage, he was afraid that he would be robbed by others.

But Mr. Luo is very persistent in this matter.

He said, just like what he said before, what Jiang Ziling couldn’t get, what Dudu didn’t get when he was a child, he will make up for the children now, just like he paid for the cochlea for the children at the beginning, all the children’s lives He has to find the missing puzzle piece by piece.

He said it was a man's romance.

Therefore, because of this romance, Luo Zijun, together with the matter of obtaining a marriage certificate with the child, was quickly embellished by their CP fans as an infinite legend, which spread to every corner of the school, and became a part of the campus forum for a while. A story of a teacher and a master.

A further advantage is that knowing that these two people have their own masters, their meetings and meals at school can be completely upright, since they are legally married after all.

One of Luo Zijun's favorite things to do every day is to stand under the tree at the entrance of the laboratory building of the medical school at noon, wait for the child to arrive, and then rush out of the building like a bird, and jump into his arms, holding the baby in his arms. There are many envious eyes around.

With great vanity, Mr. Luo held Dudu's hand in a big way like a child eager to show off his toys.

The child will give him a quick kiss when no one is looking.

The spring is just right, and the happiness is unlimited.

Later, those who coveted to pursue them basically disappeared, and the two of them became the default old husband and old husband in the eyes of everyone, which saved a lot of trouble.

Of course, there must be discordant voices, mocking, questioning, saying they are perverted, scolding them for showing off, but the general direction is still good, the times are progressing, human beings are progressing, and the environment is becoming more and more tolerant.

So those who are self-styled and full of hostility, who has time to take care of them.

Besides, since the school was made public, one day Weibo suddenly celebrated with everyone.

Fans rushed to tell each other.

It is said that Mr. Luo, who has not interacted for thousands of years, is going to start a live broadcast.

It is said that Mr. Luo, who has never known what a pet fan is for thousands of years, is going to show his face.

Dudu was on the last subway on his way home in the middle of the night, swiping his phone expressionlessly, listening to the nervous and excited chatter of the two young ladies beside him.

He silently took out his earphones and swiped on the live broadcast.

I don't know why Mr. Luo suddenly wanted to live broadcast suddenly today, and the child's heart skipped a beat, and he always had a bad premonition.

The live broadcast had already started for a while, and Mr. Luo was obviously not very proficient in business, so he chose a straight man's perspective of death.Fortunately, his good looks can handle it.

In the camera, Lao Luo flicked his hormones to the camera while touching his chin: "Beard stubble? Didn't shave it cleanly? I'm a little busy these days and I don't have time, sloppy?"

The comments were full of "ahhh", "no no no no beard is the most handsome", "ahhh I can".

Teacher Luo muttered and was still using the camera as a mirror: "I think this length is okay, and my baby always likes to touch it."

my baby.

baby.

The screen exploded.

The two girls sitting next door froze into two sculptures with their mouths open.

The commenter asked him cleverly: Who is your baby?

Dudu gritted his teeth, clacked the cake box with his hand, and repeatedly scolded this idiot eight hundred times in his heart.

Ability, come out live, don’t think that today is your birthday and you can do whatever you want!

Luo Zijun read the comments and asked the key points, suddenly became excited and said, "You guys wait."

Da Da Da ran to dig out a photo album.

"Is there still someone developing photos now?"

"Ms. Luo, the old man has really hammered it."

"Hey, it's actually pretty good, don't you think the photo album is very exciting?"

Luo Zijun found a photo of Ducheng Yi who had just arrived at his home when he was eight or nine years old.

The white glutinous rice dumpling, with a small body, sat upright on the sofa in his house, upright, but shy and defensive in his eyes.

Luo Zijun said, "This is my baby."

The comments are obviously a little disappointing. Many people know that Mr. Luo has a child, and it is not a rare thing.Obviously they understood that Luo Zijun's baby had another meaning, but Luo Zijun didn't explain it either.

The photo album continues to scroll down. At the first sports meeting, the group photo of the winners was taken with the help of others. Luo Zijun covered the child's head with his big palm and pulled him forward. The child looked at him and smiled. The side casts on his face, gathering a layer of light.

Then it was the first time I went back to the old house. The child lay on the bridge and looked down. The thin bones of the young man had grown. Luo Zijun pressed the shutter from a distance under the bridge, and his beautiful smile was captured together.

There was silence in the comments for a while, and suddenly someone sighed.

The child of Mr. Luo's family is really a natural beauty.

Yes, I also suddenly discovered that when I was young, I was cute, but the older I get, the more beautiful I am.

Does the little brother have a date now?

Hey, line up upstairs.

Luo Zijun's expression in the camera is three points proud: "It's sure to look good, but he has a partner, don't think about it."

There are a few home photos in the back, of children cooking, drying sheets, and standing under the school flower tree, holding a book quietly waiting for him. The pictures are so beautiful that Luo Zijun couldn't hold back and took them.

Year after year, the child finally changed from a white ball to a young man facing the wind.

The comment said: My God, look at Mr. Luo.

Don't remind him, seeing the tough man's tenderness on his face.

Is this expression the relief of a child who has just grown up?

Classmates, I don't know if I should say something or not.

Upstairs, I know what you are going to say, and I want to say this too...

I also……

With a face, what do you mean?

The wind direction of the comment vaguely changed, Dudu chuckled, pinched his phone, and walked out of the elevator.Open the door, close the door.

"Teacher Luo."

Under Luo Zijun's surprised eyes, he gently put down the cake and walked behind him. Teacher Luo got up and hooked the child's chin. The two kissed a long and delicate kiss, which was invisible in the camera, but the scene was suddenly silent for a few seconds. .

Classmates, am I stuck?

I'm not alone, I should have seen four legs sticking together.

I wonder what happened in those few seconds.

Mr. Luo turned back to the camera and said, "Baby is back, this is the end of today's live broadcast."

After turning off the computer, Luo Zijun ran to the kitchen, where the child had already changed into pajamas and was busy.

A small pot on the stove was steaming, and the fragrant noodles were rolling in it.Dudu searched the refrigerator for a long time, but couldn't find any usable ingredients. It can be seen that he was not at home for a week, and Lao Luo lived on instant noodles in the cafeteria. This man was hopeless.

The child sighed, cut some chopped green onion and threw it into the pot, and added two more eggs, so I can only make do with it, and when I am done with the work, I will go to do a big purchase to fill up the refrigerator, by the way, the name of education A man who values ​​health.

Luo Zijun embraced him from behind, and buried him in his shoulder like a big dog, coquettishly: "Didn't you say you won't be back from the experiment this week?"

A few days ago, the child called and said that his school had an experiment to finish, and it was estimated that he would not be able to go home all night on weekends.

Luo Zijun comforted him nonchalantly, but he was actually a little disappointed in his heart.

The weekend was his 35th birthday, and now he wanted someone alone. Although strictly speaking, it would be a bit hypocritical for a big man to care about these things, and the two of them would not see each other after this birthday, but he was still uncomfortable and irritated.

I passed by the dessert shop after get off work today and wanted to buy a small one for myself to celebrate, but thinking about it, such a lonely person lighting candles and eating cakes alone seems even more lonely, so I didn’t buy it, it’s better to just forget it.

It's better to start a live broadcast to celebrate.

Unexpectedly, the child came back before twelve o'clock.

The child turned off the fire and rubbed Teacher Luo's face sideways: "Well, I have to go back tomorrow morning. But I must come back to make this bowl of noodles. I wanted to finish early and come back to make a bowl of pot lid noodles, but I ended up with this It’s late, and it’s too late to buy more materials, so let’s make it up, and I’ll make it up for you later.”

Luo Zijun took a deep breath.

Really fragrant.The face fragrance is mixed with the body fragrance of a child.

He kissed the child's red ear tip: "Thank you."

The child's feet softened, and before he collapsed, Teacher Luo picked him up by the waist and put him on the stove, pinching his chin and kissing him.

The child smiled and pushed him vigorously: "The batter is sticky, get out of the way."

Teacher Luo bit his lips reluctantly, "Don't, just kiss again."

The child couldn't entangle him, so he could only give up, panting and reddened from being pressed and kissed: "Mr. Luo, happy birthday."

"Babe, let's discuss something.

The child frowned with a smile: "No."

"It's tasteless if you don't put it spicy."

"President ulcer."

"just one time?"

"No."

"You bullied me again!"

"I love you."

Luo Zijun's eyes were dripping with tenderness: "I love you too."

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