Little Candy had eaten three small pieces of bread before, and her stomach was full. After playing for a while, she felt a little sleepy, so she rubbed her eyes in Song Lianqing's arms and called Song Lianqing in a baby voice, "Daddy, Little Candy wants to sleep."

"Then Daddy will take you to bed and wake you up for lunch later, okay?"

Song Lianqing carried little Tangguo into the room, rubbing his little head gently with his hands. Little Tangguo grabbed his clothes, hummed softly, and then yawned.

When they got to the room, Song Lianqing helped the little boy take off his vest and canvas shoes, and put him on the soft big bed. The little boy then pulled up the quilt himself, covered himself with it, and patted it with his little hands. He looked at Song Lianqing with his innocent big eyes and spoke in a soft voice.

"Daddy, I want Bear to sleep with me."

The bear that Little Naitianzi was talking about was a small panda doll that Song Lianqing bought for him. The doll was only the size of two palms for him, but for little Little Naitianzi, he could hug the whole thing. Little Naitianzi liked it very much and he would usually hold it while taking a nap.

When at home, the little guy would occasionally run to the backyard house and squeeze into a bed with five fluffy little animals. Their sleeping positions were all kinds of strange, but very cute.

Song Lianqing was worried that these little animals could carry germs, so after little Milk Ball slept with them for the first time, he took them all to the pet hospital, gave them a bath and vaccinated them, and only then did he feel at ease to let them play with Little Candy.

"Okay, wait for dad to find it."

As Song Lianqing spoke, he turned around and started rummaging through the suitcase. After searching for a while, he found Little Naitian's panda doll at the bottom. He pulled it out by its ears, smoothed out the messy fur on it, and then handed the panda to Little Tangguo.

"Thank you, Dad." Little Candy took the little panda, hugged it in her arms, and covered it with a blanket. She said to Song Lianqing in a milky voice, "Good afternoon, Dad~"

"Well, good afternoon, dear boy." Song Lianqing leaned over and kissed the little boy on the cheek, rubbed his little head, and said gently, "Go to sleep quickly. Dad will go out after you fall asleep."

The little kid nodded, then hugged the little panda and adjusted a comfortable sleeping position before closing his eyes. Apart from his weird sleeping posture, the little guy was very well behaved and did not need any special coaxing. He would go to bed by himself at a certain time.

Little Candy knows better than an adult what to do and when, and her self-discipline makes him feel ashamed.

Sometimes Song Lianqing was really curious about what kind of extraordinary woman could educate such an excellent, well-behaved and sensible baby. It was a pity that he would never have the chance to meet this extraordinary woman in this life. He only hoped that in her next life, she would not meet another scumbag and live a peaceful life.

With Song Lianqing's company, little Tangguo soon fell asleep. Song Lianqing rubbed little Tangguo's head, then got up and sprayed mosquito and insect repellent spray in the room.

Song Lianqing walked out of the room carefully, closed the door, turned around and found Qi Xiangyu standing behind him. He was frightened, frowned, and yelled at him in a low voice.

"What the hell?! Are you sick? You walk without making any sound? I'm scared to death!"

"I'm sorry, Lian Qing, I didn't expect to scare you."

Qi Xiangyu was startled by Song Lianqing's ferocity. The 1.80-meter-tall man stood in front of him timidly, snapping his fingers, looking extremely helpless.

"Alright," Song Lianqing frowned when he saw him like this, with an impatient look on his face, "Don't call me so intimately, I'm not that familiar with you, and I don't want to lose my temper here and disturb my son's sleep, please keep your distance from me, don't provoke me, and don't force me to beat you in public."

As soon as Song Lianqing finished speaking, he walked past him and was about to go to the pavilion in the front yard. However, before he took two steps, Qi Xiangyu grabbed his arm and he had to stop.

"Lian Qing, during the seven years we've been apart, I've been thinking about you every moment. Although I know you're married and there's no possibility for us to be together anymore, could you please not be so cold to me?"

Qi Xiangyu's voice was very low, so low that only two people could hear it. Only two people could hear the loneliness and sadness in it, but Song Lianqing did not appreciate it.

"But weren't you the one who proposed the breakup?"

Song Lianqing stretched out his hand to pry open Qi Xiangyu's fingers, and his voice was calm, sprinkling salt on Qi Xiangyu's bloody heart. Qi Xiangyu listened to his words and was stunned for a long time. Before he came to his senses, he heard Song Lianqing say:

"Qi Xiangyu, I am no longer the Song Lianqing who you could coax back by shedding a few tears or acting coquettishly. What happened between us is already in the past, and we should let it be buried in the past and never see the light of day. This is good for both you and me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Lianqing walked away. His words lingered in Qi Xiangyu's mind, causing his heart to ache and his voice to tremble. It took him a long time to recover.

Yes, it was he who proposed the breakup in the first place, so what right did I have to tell him that I loved him and ask him to be tolerant of me?

Qi Xiangyu took a deep breath and took a long time to leave here in a dignified manner. He returned to the pavilion with no change on his face, but the redness in his eyes had not completely faded. Song Lianqing looked at him but pretended not to see it and ignored it completely.

Qi Xiangyu walked to the pavilion and sat in the empty seat between Song Lianqing and Lin Fengyu. If they moved a little, their arms would touch each other. Song Lianqing was annoyed in his heart, but his face showed no change. He chatted with the other fathers as if nothing had happened.

The fathers were chatting about their experiences in raising children. Qi Xiangyu could not get a word in and could only listen from the side. The atmosphere was harmonious, but every time Song Lianqing talked about how to raise his son, Qi Xiangyu's heart ached a little, but he had no right to question or stop them.

Gu Linchen saw through her little thoughts, and when he saw the little fat kids coming over, he encouraged her, "Doudou, do you want to go downstairs and play with the brothers for a while?"

"Sister, flowers are for you."

Chaochao picked up a bunch of flowers from somewhere and handed them to Doudou, with shyness hidden in his baby voice.

"Thank you, brother~"

Doudou seemed to like the flowers very much. After reaching out to take them, she said thank you in a baby voice. I touched the back of my head shyly, then bravely pulled Doudou's hand and said, "Sister, come play with me~"

"Yes! Let's play together. You have to be brave and stick to your dad. He will hold you..."

Before the fat boy could finish his impassioned words, Qi Xiangyu punched him on the head, "Stinky boy, if you don't speak, no one will think you're dumb!"

The little fat boy covered his head and glared at Qi Xiangyu fiercely, "Bad brother! I will never talk to you again! Humph!"

After saying this, the little fat boy turned around and ran to the flower bed not far away, sat down and played with mud. The flowers that Chaochao gave to Doudou were picked there, but they were not picked by him, but by the little fat boy.