The little kid was wrapped in a blanket without taking off his shoes. He lay on Mu Qingji's chest wrapped in the blanket. The warm embrace and warm breath instantly surrounded him completely, filling him with a strong sense of security.

Mu Qingji gently patted the little baby's back. Under such tenderness, the little baby gradually forgot the strong sense of fear, and the fear gradually subsided.

"elder brother."

The little boy called out to Mu Qingji in a baby voice and looked up at him. Mu Qingji gently rubbed his little head and looked into his eyes and answered seriously, "Yes, I'm here."

After getting the response, the little kid buried his little face in his chest again, facing him with his fluffy little head, and stopped talking. He probably wanted to confirm whether Mu Qingji would answer him if he suddenly called out to him.

“Knock knock knock…”

There was a knock on the door. Mu Qingji paused and rubbed the little head of the little kid. "Guoguo, your dad should be here with the milk. I'll go get it for you and I'll be back soon."

The little kid listened to Mu Qingji's words, blinked his big watery eyes, and said nothing, but his little hands tightly grasped his clothes, making it clear that he didn't want to be separated for even half a minute.

Mu Qingji felt helpless and distressed, so he simply stood up and hugged the little baby, and walked out of the bedroom together. He went to the door and opened it. Qin Younian was standing at the door with Chu Jinhan, holding a brand new straw bottle with milk powder in it.

"My dear son, Daddy has made some milk for you," Qin Younian looked at the little boy with a distressed look on his face, and stretched out his hands to him, "Would you like to go home with Daddy?"

The little kid glanced at Qin Younian, then glanced at Mu Qingji, and then buried his little face in Mu Qingji's chest again, his little voice still filled with tears, "I want my brother..."

Mu Qingji was very satisfied with the little girl's choice. Although he knew that the little guy chose him because he was not very emotionally stable, he still felt very happy.

Qin Younian: "..." The more I look at this kid, the more I dislike him! It's only been a short time? And this kid has captured my son's heart?! I don't accept it!

"Okay, okay, then you stay with your brother tonight, and Dad will come over tomorrow." Although Qin Younian was upset in his heart, he coaxed the little boy gently on the surface and gave him the bottle, "Come on, son, drink up the milk powder that Daddy prepared."

The little milk ball nodded, then stretched out his hands to take the straw bottle. When he stretched out his hands, the bandage was exposed, along with the blue beads on the little milk ball's wrist.

When Qin Younian saw the bandage, he clenched his fist again. When Chu Jinhan saw the blue beads, he was stunned for a moment. If he remembered correctly, this bead string seemed to be the one that Mu Qingji gave to others. Chu Jinhan glanced at Mu Qingji, then at the little kid, and felt very regretful.

Alas, I thought this brat had suddenly come to his senses. I just said a few words to tease him, but I didn't expect him to give the beads to a little baby, a boy at that. What sparks can this create? It's possible that we can be good brothers for life.

"Thank you, Dad~"

The little boy took the bottle, said thank you in a baby voice and started drinking from the bottle. He drank so much that his big eyes narrowed and he didn't even care about the tears in the corners of his eyes.

I was probably in a state of nervousness and fear all day, and then I got the vaccination, so now that I drank the sweet milk, I finally relaxed a lot.

"Take good care of my son. Today's situation is special, so I won't take him back for now," Qin Younian rubbed the little boy's head, looked at Mu Qingji with a serious and earnest look, and said, "I will take him away when he is in better condition."

Mu Qingji looked at Qin Younian with a serious look, "I will take good care of him."

Qin Younian didn't say anything else and turned to leave. Chu Jinhan glanced at the little kid who was enjoying the milk, then looked at Mu Qingji and said, "Xiaoji, you'll have to nurse the baby tonight. I'll have someone bring the little guy's clothes up later. Uncle is leaving."

Mu Qingji: "..."

After Chu Jinhan finished speaking, he turned and left. Mu Qingji closed the door, carried the little boy back into the bedroom, took off his shoes, and put him on his bed.

"Guoguo, go wash up with your brother, change clothes and go to bed, okay?"

Mu Qingji rubbed the little boy's head, looked into his big watery eyes and asked. The little boy took another sip of milk from the straw and nodded, "I want to sleep with my brother."

"Okay, sleep with my brother."

Mu Qingji gently pinched the little baby's fat and wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes lovingly. After he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. He picked up the little baby and walked to the door. After taking the little baby's toiletries and clothes, he closed the door again.

There were many bruises and blue marks on the little boy's body. Every time Mu Qingji saw a bruise, the gloom in his eyes became more intense. He carefully applied medicine to the little boy and then put clothes on him.

When taking a bath, the little kid had kept his hands raised. Now that he was finally able to put them down, he kept hugging Mu Qingji's neck, rubbing his eyes drowsily, and now he was lying on his shoulder, feeling sleepy.

Mu Qingji lifted the quilt, carried the little boy onto the big bed, and after lying down, he turned off the main lights and left on the night light, then covered him with the quilt and gently rubbed his little head.

"Guoguo, go to sleep."

The little kid tightly grasped Mu Qingji's clothes. When he heard his words, he opened his big sleepy eyes, propped up his little body, kissed him on the cheek, and said in a baby voice, "Brother, good night."

After the little kid finished speaking, he lay back in Mu Qingji's arms and fell asleep soon after. The little guy had no idea how much of an impact his unconscious behavior had caused on Mu Qingji.

Mu Qingji, who was kissed on the cheek by the little milk ball, lay down and looked at the little milk ball sleeping in his arms. He was silent for a long time before he lowered his head and kissed the little milk ball's soft and tender little fat, and whispered, "Guoguo, good night."

Mu Qingji tucked the quilt around the little boy, hugged him tightly and closed his eyes. He looked extremely calm, but in fact, his red ears had betrayed him. He was much more excited than he looked, but it was just a rough guess and it was not easy to show on his face.

The morning light spreads freely in the blue sky, the heavy raindrops bend the branches and leaves, the breeze blows, the raindrops fall to the ground in the refraction of the light, and after blooming the last colorful light, they disappear into the soil and become the source of life that nourishes the green grass and vegetation.

Mu Qingji woke up when the sunlight came in through the window. He frowned slightly, opened his eyes and reflexively looked towards his arms. In his arms, the little boy was still sleeping, his little cheeks were rosy, his little head was leaning against him obediently, and his little hands were grasping his fingers tightly with great dependence.

If Mu Qingji pulled away rashly, the little guy would wake up immediately, so Mu Qingji did not do that. Instead, he gently held the little hand of the little kid, wrapped his hand in his own palm, and just looked at him for a long time before taking out his mobile phone and taking several photos in silence.

"Guoguo," Mu Qingji lowered his head and called the little boy softly, then kissed him on the cheek and said softly, "Good morning."

The little kid in his sleep knew nothing about this, but what was certain was that he was very at ease at the moment and he did not have a nightmare last night.