The bonfire party entered the dancing session. The little milk ball was pulled to the bonfire by the little fat man, and they danced around the bonfire with the children and adults in the village. The villagers danced regularly and gracefully, while the people from outside danced like a group of demons. However, everyone was happy at the moment and did not care about the details.

Little Naitian was having a lot of fun playing with his friends, and it was very lively around him, so he didn't hear the message alert tone, nor did he feel the vibration of his phone. When the banquet was over, when Little Naitian checked his phone, he saw more than ten messages from Qin Younian.

The little girl was stunned for a moment and didn't reply to the message. She went straight into a quieter place in the house and called Qin Younian, who answered the phone almost immediately.

"My dear son, are you angry? Why don't you pay attention to your father? Why don't you reply to your father's message?"

Qin Younian sat on the edge of the bed, frowning, speaking carefully, fearing that the little boy would be really angry and ignore him. The little boy listened to his father's words and felt his depressed mood. He shook his head anxiously, and suddenly remembered that he couldn't see, so he said:

"Dad, Little Candy is not angry. Little Candy just went to play with her friends. There was a bonfire party in the village. It was too noisy, so I didn't hear anything. I'm sorry, Dad, for making you worry."

Qin Younian was stunned for a moment after hearing what the little boy said. After a long while, he finally let go of his worries. He sighed and said, "I'm glad my dear son is not angry. Daddy was really busy just now. I'm sorry, son."

"Dad, it's okay! Little Candy will always support Dad!" The little milk ball's big watery eyes are sparkling, and the baby voice is also very sweet, "But Dad has to eat well and take good care of himself~"

"Well, my dear son is so good."

Qin Younian felt that all his fatigue of the day was washed away by the little girl's thoughtfulness, and his heart seemed to be wrapped in a warm current, which was both caring and heartwarming.

"Dad, little Candy is going back to sleep. I'll text you later."

When the little kid heard Song Lianqing's call, he looked up and responded, saying this to Qin Younian. Qin Younian also heard Song Lianqing's call, but didn't say much.

"Well, remember to chat with dad later."

"Okay! Goodbye, Dad."

"Well, bye."

After hearing Qin Younian's goodbye, the little boy hung up the phone, turned around and ran towards Song Lianqing who came in, throwing himself into his arms. Song Lianqing picked up the little boy and rubbed his head with some concern, "Why did you run here? Daddy had a hard time looking for you."

"My dad sent me a lot of messages just now, but I was playing and didn't reply to him, so I came over to call him."

The little kid hugged Song Lianqing's neck and whispered in his ear the reason why he ran here. Song Lianqing paused and nodded, "Although what you did was not wrong, you must tell Daddy next time, otherwise Daddy will be worried if he can't find you, understand?"

"Got it, Dad!"

"Well, you are so good, cub."

Song Lianqing took the little baby boy, Aunt Liu and Uncle Li back home. Along the way, the little baby boy chatted with his favorite grandparents in his baby voice. He looked very cute.

Qi Xiangyu, who originally wanted to be with Song Lianqing, sighed in his heart when he saw him going back with Aunt Liu and Uncle Li. He took the fat boy and went back to the house with the host family where he lived, washed up, took a bath, and went to bed. It was another peaceful and harmonious night.

When the little boy returned to his residence, Song Lianqing first gave him a bath. After changing him into pajamas, he went to wash his clothes and take a bath. While the little boy started chatting with Qin Younian in the room.

The little kid in a little dinosaur one-piece pajamas was lying on his back, shaking his legs. His soft dinosaur tail was shaking because of his shaking legs. His dinosaur hat was drooping on his back, and his hair, which had just been washed and blow-dried, looked soft.

Looking from behind, you can still see the little baby's fat moving. I don't know if he is eating something or if it is just a subconscious movement to expand his fat.

If the live broadcast equipment had not been blocked by clothes, the audience in the live broadcast room would have been so excited to see such a scene that they would not be able to sleep. They would all turn into screaming chickens, and the screen would be full of the interjection "ah". Who can blame the little milk ball for being so adorable?

Little Milk Balloon said goodnight to Qin Younian and added a super cute mouse emoticon, ending the chat. Just then, Song Lianqing brought in milk.

"Baby, it's time to go to sleep after drinking the milk."

"Okay!"

Song Lianqing gave the milk to the little boy, who sat on the bed and gulped down the milk in one breath, then handed the cup to Song Lianqing, "Thank you, Dad."

"Okay, lie down and cover yourself with the quilt. We have to get up early tomorrow to help uncles and aunts pick tea."

Song Lianqing rubbed the little boy's head, smiled and said this, then let the little boy lie down. The little boy covered himself with the quilt and looked at him, "Little Tangguo will try his best to help uncle and aunt!"

"Well, Dad believes in you," Song Lianqing took out the storybook of the Little Prince and sat on the edge of the bed. "Then next, Dad will continue to tell you the story of the Little Prince. Close your eyes quickly, Dad is about to start."

The little kid obediently closed his eyes, and Song Lianqing's soft and low voice rang out. The sound of him reading a storybook was very much like a TV host, with some softness and some slowness, and a moderate tone. It can be seen that his line delivery skills are very good.

In fact, this is true. In every movie shot by Song Lianqing, there is no dubbing. Basically, it is his own original voice. If dubbing is really necessary, he will do it again by himself. The director also likes such artists.

Unfortunately, before this, because he suffered from bipolar disorder, he hardly took on any movies and was not very famous, so few directors knew him. But now it is different. Some directors are already contacting Lu Xiangwan and Ran Feng to discuss with them Song Lianqing’s schedule after the variety show ends.

Recently, not only has Little Tuanzi urged Song Lianqing to take medicine, but Qi Xiangyu has also reminded him and taken care of him all the time. His emotions have not fluctuated greatly and have been very stable.

Qi Xiangyu was very angry about Luo Yian’s deliberate probing last time. He didn’t know what Qi Xiangyu had said to Luo Yian. Before Luo Yian left, she made a private appointment with him and said sorry to him. He was not the kind of person who would not forgive others even if they were right, so he chose to forgive her.

Once again, the little boy fell asleep before finishing the story of the little prince. Song Lianqing put the book down, tucked in the quilt for him, then turned around and went out to blow dry his hair and take his medicine.

Aunt Liu and Uncle Li went to bed early, so Song Lianqing moved very quietly in the kitchen, so that when the message alert on his cell phone sounded, it sounded particularly loud.

Song Lianqing quickly set the sound to mute, then opened WeChat to check the message. There was no doubt that it was sent by Qi Xiangyu.

【Qi Xiangyu】:Are you asleep?

[LOVE.Lian Qing]: I am waiting for the medicine to cool down a bit. I will go to sleep after drinking it. Why are you not sleeping yet?

[Qi Xiangyu]: I can’t sleep and want to hug you.

[Qi Xiangyu]: There were people around you all day today. When there was no one around, there were cameras. I couldn't even touch a hair on your body, let alone hug you.

[Qi Xiangyu]: I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you...Ten thousand words are omitted here.

【LOVE.Lian Qing】: That’s enough, it’s not like we won’t see each other anymore, why are you saying such cheesy things?

[Qi Xiangyu]: Oh! What's so cheesy about me? Don't you miss me at all? Not even a little bit?

Song Lianqing looked at Qi Xiangyu's reply and could already imagine the scene of him sitting up in shock. He covered his face with his hands, feeling sad that this man was so childish, but he still had to coax him into replying.

【LOVE.Lian Qing】: No, I miss you too.

【LOVE.Lian Qing】: Go to bed quickly. I am going to bed after taking medicine. You know I can't stay up late, so see you tomorrow. Good night.

[Qi Xiangyu]: Okay, then good night, Lian Qing.

Qi Xiangyu's last reply sounded a bit aggrieved, but Song Lianqing did not reply again. He chose to be blind and pretended that he didn't see it. Otherwise, this guy would ask him where he was and whether it was convenient to video call him. Once the video was called, he would not be able to sleep well at night.

Therefore, it would be better not to reply anymore, Song Lianqing thought, and drank the medicine in one gulp. He frowned and stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth. After alleviating the bitterness, he drank a sip of water, and then he felt much better.

Song Lianqing sighed softly, turned off the lights, turned on the flashlight on his cell phone, went into the house, closed the door, returned to his room, and had a dreamless night.