The little kid rummaged around for a while and finally found all the things he thought were delicious, including quite a few lollipops and sweet candies. Among these snacks, there was also a transparent plastic box of thornless cucumbers.

"Brother, these are Tangtang's favorite and melon, her second favorite," the little milk dumpling pushed the cucumber and candy in front of Mu Qingji, smiling innocently and cutely, with big eyes shining with stars at the moment, very beautiful, "These are all for you!"

Mu Qingji looked at the cucumbers in the plastic box with a bad expression on his face, but he still accepted the kindness of the little milk ball. The little milk ball was very happy at this moment, and immediately opened the plastic box and took out the washed cucumbers.

"Brother, eat~" The little kid handed the cucumber that he thought was the sweetest to Mu Qingji, his eyes full of happiness and joy, and his little voice was filled with joy, "This is delicious~"

Mu Qingji looked at the cucumber in front of him, and resistance instantly filled his eyes. He tried his best to conceal his disgust and resistance, but the corners of his mouth kept rising and falling, his brows kept frowning, and he was silent for a long time, but in the end he did not take the first bite.

"Brother?" The little kid saw that Mu Qingji didn't eat the cucumber he brought, and looked at him with a puzzled look. He blinked his big eyes and saw that he didn't eat it, so he took a bite himself. The sweet taste instantly filled his taste buds, "Brother, it's really sweet!"

As the little milk ball said this, he handed over the cucumber that he had just taken a bite of, completely unaware that this might be a little too intimate.

Mu Qingji looked at the neat teeth marks on the cucumber in front of him, his eyes dark. He was silent for a moment, then opened his mouth and took a bite. He looked at the happy expression of the little kid and chewed the cucumber in his mouth carefully. It didn't seem that bad.

"Brother, isn't it sweet?"

When the little kid saw Mu Qingji eating the cucumber, he happily watched him take another bite of the cucumber in his hand. He squinted his big eyes in happiness because of the sweet taste of the cucumber.

Mu Qingji gently stroked the corner of the little boy's mouth, wiped away the cucumber seeds left on his lips, slightly raised the corner of his lips, and nodded seriously, "Yeah, it's sweet."

The little boy listened to Mu Qingji's words and unconsciously lay down on his legs, laughing. Mu Qingji gently rubbed his little head and whispered, "Guoguo, you must grow up quickly."

"Did my brother say anything?"

The little kid was chewing the cucumber with a crunching sound, and did not forget to ask Mu Qingji what he had just said. His voice was too soft and he did not hear clearly.

"Nothing," Mu Qingji pinched the soft and sticky fat of the little milk ball and said softly, "I just hope that Guoguo grows up healthy."

The little milk ball smiled, took another bite of the cucumber, and said in a milky voice, "Brother must also grow up healthy and grow up with little Candy~"

Mu Qingji paused, and felt as if his heart was wrapped by a warm current, very warm. He nodded and responded softly, "Well, brother will accompany you."

"Brother, come up." The little kid suddenly felt a little sleepy, so he sat up and patted the mattress, looking at Mu Qingji and said, "Little Tangguo wants to sleep after eating melons. Can you sleep with me?"

Mu Qingji rubbed his little head and nodded. Seeing this, the little kid smiled and then sat on the bed, crunching on the cucumber like a little rabbit.

Mu Qingji consciously put all the snacks and candies that Little Milk Ball took out into his small backpack, and then pulled Little Milk Ball's small suitcase into his own cloakroom.

The door of the cloakroom was open, and the little kid could see him, but did not call him. Instead, he was chewing the cucumber in different positions, sometimes sitting, sometimes lying, and sometimes lying on his stomach. He looked quite comfortable.

"Guoguo, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Mu Qingji tidied up the little boy's clothes and came out. He saw the little boy lying on his stomach and chewing a cucumber, looking at him. His cute big eyes were full of trust in him. He paused for a moment, then walked up to him and rubbed his little head.

"Yes~" The little kid finished eating the cucumber in his hand before stretching out his hands to Mu Qingji, "Brother, hold me~"

Mu Qingji bent down, picked up the little baby, and went straight to the toilet. After a while, the little baby was brought back, and his hands were washed clean and dried.

As soon as the little boy was put on the bed, he consciously crawled into the quilt. After Mu Qingji put his shoes in order, he took off his shoes and got on the bed. Before lying down, he found that it was a little inconvenient for the little boy to wear his clothes, so he asked again, "Guoguo, do you want to change into pajamas?"

"No need! Candy will wake up soon!"

The little kid, wrapped in the quilt with only two small hands and a pair of big eyes showing, looked at Mu Qingji and shook his head, saying that he didn't want to get up and change into pajamas in such a cute way.

Mu Qingji naturally doted on him unconditionally in these matters. After getting his answer, he gently rubbed his little head, then opened the quilt, lay down in it, and opened his arms to the little boy, "Guoguo, come here."

The little kid smiled and rolled over into Mu Qingji's arms. He held her tightly in his arms. The little kid nudged himself in Mu Qingji's arms and said, "Brother, I want a kiss~"

Mu Qingji paused for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed the little boy gently on the forehead, saying softly, "Good afternoon, Guoguo."

"Mua~" The little kid generously gave Mu Qingji a loud kiss on the cheek and said in a baby voice, "Brother, good afternoon."

As soon as the little boy finished speaking, he leaned against Mu Qingji and closed his eyes. Mu Qingji hugged him, rubbed his little head gently, and also closed his eyes with a sweet smile on the corners of his lips.

There was a breeze blowing outside the window, making the leaves rustle and casting mottled shadows. The sun gradually lost its scorching heat and, with the help of the breeze, became warm like spring.

Nap time is always quiet and peaceful, and time flies by in a flash. In the blink of an eye, an hour and a half has passed. The little baby has had enough sleep and wakes up. Mu Qingji rarely has a deep sleep and is still sleeping.

The little kid looked at Mu Qingji in a daze, yawned, and when he turned his head, he found that he was resting his head on Mu Qingji's arm. His little head instantly woke up, he blinked his big eyes a few times, and then carefully moved his little head onto the pillow.

The pressure on his arm suddenly disappeared, and the blocked blood circulation system instantly began to circulate blood. In just a moment, Mu Qingji's arm became numb and sore, and the cold touch instantly turned warm, and he woke up.

"Hiss..." Mu Qingji exclaimed softly, and his other hand unconsciously rubbed his numb arm. He opened his eyes and looked into the cute big eyes of the little kid. He was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Guoguo is awake."

"Brother, are your hands sore?" The little kid sat up from the bed, stretched out his little hand to put on Mu Qingji's arm, and said in a baby voice, "I'll rub it for you and it won't be sore anymore."

Mu Qingji paused for a moment, then took back his hand, rubbed the little head of the little kid, cleared his throat, and then said, "Well, thank you Guoguo."

"It's no trouble! Little Candy, try not to sleep on your brother's hand next time, so your brother's hand won't be sore."

The little baby boy rubbed Mu Qingji's hands with a little guilt and kept making promises to himself. After hearing this, Mu Qingji silently raised his hand which was gradually regaining consciousness and immediately held the little baby boy back in his arms.

"You don't need to do that," Mu Qingji held the little boy in his arms, pulled the quilt over him, and said seriously, "Keep leaning on me. It doesn't matter how long you want to lean on me."

The little boy looked up at Mu Qingji, his big eyes full of worry. Mu Qingji rubbed his little head and said, "If you are worried, then just sleep like this from now on."

The little kid blinked his big eyes, then glanced at Mu Qingji's hand, his eyes instantly became sparkling, "Hey! This way you can't press brother's hand. Hey, little Candy, you can sleep like this from now on ~ hehehe..."

Mu Qingji hummed softly, then pressed the little head of the little kid against his chest, letting him listen to his heartbeat, and said seriously, "Let's do an experiment now, close your eyes and sleep for a while."

The little boy nodded, and really closed his eyes after hearing what Mu Qingji said to him. Mu Qingji patted his back and closed his eyes after a while, but he still felt reassured by the pressure on him.