Chapter 631

"Is that so?" Damon's heart skipped a beat as he pulled Leo onto his lap.

"What did Mommy say?"

"It's pretty much the same as what you said." Leo then repeated what Celeste had said to him earlier.

For parents, thinking about their child's future was profound. Since both hoped for the best for their child, it wasn't unusual for them to say the same things.

But with Celeste still in his heart, Damon couldn't help but feel a twinge of emotion.

He spooned some soup and fed it to Leo. In the past, when he and Celeste were inseparable, he used to feed her like this. Now, feeding their child together, his heart softened with tenderness.

"Have you read Atticus's poetry?" Damon asked.

Leo obediently drank the soup before replying, "Which one?"

"Celestial Night, Whispering Wind,'" Damon began.

"Painted tower to the west, fragrant hall to the east,'" Leo continued.

"Let's focus on eating," Celeste interjected awkwardly, trying to change the subject.

"What comes next?" Damon handed a