The next morning, Qin Nianqing woke up in Mu Qingji's arms. He lay there for about five minutes before he turned over and lay flat, stretching lazily. Mu Qingji, who had been lying on his side, looked at him tenderly and dotingly.

"Good morning, bro."

Qin Nianqing turned over and lay on her side, and found Mu Qingji looking at her, so she moved in front of him, kissed him on the lips, and said good morning to him with a smile.

Mu Qingji hummed softly, then turned over and pressed Qin Nianqing to kiss him for a long time, until the other party felt dizzy and let him go, "Guoguo, good morning."

Qin Nianqing looked at Mu Qingji with a smile on his face, and his cheeks and ears immediately turned red. He angrily yelled at him, "Brother, you are so bad!"

Mu Qingji chuckled, stretched out his hand to pull Qin Nianqing into his arms, and apologized sincerely, "It's my fault, I helped you get it out, don't be angry, be good."

Qin Nianqing leaned against Mu Qingji awkwardly without saying anything. Mu Qingji had already started to get busy. It was unknown how much time had passed before Qin Nianqing went into the bathroom to wash up and take a bath.

Song Lianqing knocked on the door of Mu Qingji and Qin Nianqing's hotel room with breakfast. Mu Qingji opened the door for him. The smile on Song Lianqing's face could not be held back and his expression changed immediately.

"Mu Qingji, where is my little candy man?"

Song Lianqing looked at Mu Qingji, frowned and asked him, without waiting for his answer, he went into the house. Mu Qingji did not stop him, after all, he was the elder, so he should give way to him.

"Baby, Daddy bought you breakfast."

As soon as Song Lianqing entered the room, he laughed and shouted loudly to Qin Nianqing. Qin Nianqing had just turned off the water when he heard Song Lianqing's voice. He immediately became happy. He wrapped himself in a bathrobe, picked up a towel casually, wiped himself, and walked out of the bathroom.

"Dad, I'm here. What delicious food did you bring me?" Qin Nianqing just stepped out of the bathroom and his eyes were attracted by the delicious food on the table. He immediately ran over excitedly, "Wow! My favorite fried sugar balls and cucumber shreds mixed with sugar. Thank you, Dad."

Qin Nianqing thanked Song Lianqing and started to eat. She didn't even wipe her hair, but started to move her hands. Seeing this, Song Lianqing and Mu Qingji frowned and said in unison, "Dry your hair before eating."

Song Lianqing and Mu Qingji were both a little stunned. Qin Nianqing stared at them blankly with a fried candy ball in his mouth. It took him a long time to react and said, "Dad, brother, when did you two become so in sync? It's amazing."

Song Lianqing: "..."

Mu Qingji: "..."

Mu Qingji took a step ahead of Song Lianqing and walked to Qin Nianqing with a hair dryer and a coat. He first wrapped him in the coat and then plugged it in to blow dry his hair. Song Lianqing stood by and watched Mu Qingji take care of Qin Nianqing in silence for a long time.

"Guoguo, I've told you many times that you should blow dry your hair after taking a shower, otherwise you'll catch a cold easily."

When Mu Qingji said this, there was some earnestness in his words. Qin Nianqing smiled and fed him a fried candy pill, and said with great trust and dependence, "Isn't it because you know that I am here? When you are by my side, I don't need to think so much."

Mu Qingji sighed helplessly, ate the fried candy ball he passed to him, and then rubbed his already dry hair lovingly, saying worriedly, "Don't do this next time."

Qin Nianqing nodded and agreed, but the next time when Mu Qingji was around, he would still do it again. What could he do? He was spoiled by someone.

Song Lianqing was watching all this from the side. Although he felt very uncomfortable, he had to admit that Mu Qingji was sincere to his child. The tenderness, pampering and love in his eyes when he looked at Qin Nianqing could not be faked.

"Baby, we're going to the crew to take your final photos today. After that, you and your dad will go to have dinner with the crew. We may not be able to return to the hotel until a little later. Mu Qingji, you can't go. You just wait here."

Mu Qingji paused in his movement to stand up after listening to Song Lianqing's words. He looked at Song Lianqing, and the disapproval in his eyes was too obvious. It was obvious that he was not very satisfied with Song Lianqing's decision.

"What?" Song Lianqing frowned when he saw Mu Qingji looking at him, "Do you want to follow him and make the boy the center of attention? There are already many fans of the book who like the role of the young prince. Which media reporter on the scene doesn't want to take a picture of the boy as soon as possible and make a big fuss about it?"

Thinking of this, Song Lianqing's tone suddenly became stern, and there was anger in his voice, "If you follow him, can you not care about his every move? If you are caught on camera, what will the media write about it? If they don't come up with a headline like "The amateur who plays the young master is Mu Qingji's kept pet", they can write my name backwards."

Song Lianqing's words made Mu Qingji frown. Qin Nianqing finally realized Song Lianqing's vague hostility towards Mu Qingji. Without waiting for Mu Qingji to speak, he said, "Dad, it's not that my brother can't wait for us here. Don't be angry. He didn't say he had to go."

Qin Nianqing grabbed Song Lianqing's hand and shook it coquettishly, looking at Mu Qingji and winking at him, "Right? Brother."

Mu Qingji pursed his lips and was silent for a moment before turning his head to look at the computer on the desk and said in a calm tone, "Well, I'll wait for you at the hotel."

Qin Nianqing felt that Mu Qingji was angry, but he didn't know why he was angry. Song Lianqing was also angry. He was caught in the middle and felt a little embarrassed. "Dad, look, my brother is waiting for me in the hotel. Don't be angry."

"Dad is not angry, he is just worried about your safety," Song Lianqing sighed, and suddenly felt that he was making a big deal out of nothing. Why was he arguing with a child? "Dad is not against Mu Qingji going, it's just that he is too well-known. If he stands with you, people will always misunderstand him. Those media reporters dare to make up anything and it is impossible to explain clearly."

"Then why don't you let brother go as a sponsor?" Qin Nianqing felt that Mu Qingji's resentment was about to swallow him up. He thought of a solution in a hurry. After saying this, he looked at Mu Qingji, held his hand and said with a smile, "Brother, if you go as a sponsor, even if you stand with me, others won't misunderstand anything."

Mu Qingji paused slightly, held Qin Nianqing's hand tightly, and said nothing, but it was not difficult to see that his mood had changed from gloomy to sunny. Seeing the two holding hands, Song Lianqing was silent for a moment, then withdrew his hand expressionlessly.

Song Lianqing: In the end, I am still the clown. Qi Xiangyu, come here and die. I can’t stand it anymore.

Qi Xiangyu: Honey! I’m here! Hug me!