The father and son in the room finished a game of chess. The cute little boy learned a new skill. He rubbed his big grape eyes, looked at Song Lianqing and said, "Dad, little Candy's eyes are tired. We need to do some exercises~"

"Okay, then put away the chess pieces and chessboard with Daddy, and Daddy will do eye exercises with you, okay?"

Song Lianqing, who was used to it, rubbed the little kid's head and asked him lovingly. The little kid nodded obediently, and his little fat cheeks shook. Then he stretched out his chubby hands and started putting the chess pieces back into the chess box one by one. He was serious and rigorous, and very cute.

Song Lianqing chuckled, pinched the little baby's fat, and then put away the chessboard and chess pieces with him. Then he played the eye exercise music, very quietly so as not to disturb others.

The father and son were doing eye exercises in an identical manner to the sound of music. The little boy pressed his eye sockets with his chubby little fingers and performed relaxation exercises for his eyes very skillfully. Song Lianqing was also doing it very seriously, as he had gotten used to following the little boy in doing these things.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched this scene and were touched by the little Naituanzi and Song Lianqing, the father and son. They are really cute, aren’t they? Not only the children are cute, but the adults are cute too.

After doing eye exercises, Song Lianqing lay on the bed. The little kid sat on the bed and blinked his big eyes. At this time, the live broadcast equipment moved and was discovered by Little Candy. He stared at the moving live broadcast equipment blankly, his big watery grape eyes full of surprise and curiosity.

"Daddy!" The little kid suddenly jumped onto Song Lianqing's belly. Song Lianqing was tickled by him and laughed out loud, "Hahaha... baby, stop it. You've touched Daddy's ticklish spot."

"Hehe, hahaha... Daddy, little Candy didn't mean it! But daddy looks so good when he laughs!"

The little kid didn't expect Song Lianqing to laugh, so he started laughing foolishly too. The chubby little hand was not on Song Lianqing's belly, but kicked on his own belly, looking like a frightened little hamster.

Even so, he did not forget to express his feelings about what he saw. The little boy really thought that Song Lianqing looked very handsome when he smiled. Song Lianqing rubbed his little head, held him to his side and kissed his cheek, "Daddy is so happy because of the little candy."

"If the little candy stays with daddy all the time, daddy will be happy every day!"

The little kid thought for a while, then kissed Song Lianqing on the cheek several times. Song Lianqing was so happy and his heart softened.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched this scene of loving father and filial son, and their liking for Song Lianqing immediately exploded. Song Lianqing is extremely handsome, but when he doesn't smile, he always gives people a cold feeling of "stay away, don't mess with me", which makes people feel that he is distant.

When Song Lianqing first entered the entertainment industry, he had not yet been tainted by the worldly world. He exuded a pure and cold aura. Everyone who met him tried every means to get him. Many capitalists wanted to support him, but the condition was that he was kept by someone.

There was no way Song Lianqing would take this path. He rejected the man directly and beat him up. Logically, the capitalist should have held a grudge and directly cut off his future prospects in the entertainment industry.

However, after Song Lianqing returned, not only was he not cut off from the capitalists, but no one dared to harass him openly ever since. He once suspected that someone was secretly helping him, but he didn't know who it was, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

From then on, Song Lianqing seldom smiled. Everyone who met him had the first impression that he was irritable, kept strangers away, and was difficult to get close to. But after getting to know him, they would find that those were just protective shells he had given himself.

"Dad, what's that moving?"

After the father and son laughed enough, the little boy remembered his question again. The fat boy pointed at the live broadcast equipment and asked him with a silly look on his face while tilting his head.

This head tilt killed the target and dealt a critical blow to the audience, the director and the staff in front of the monitor, making them overjoyed and excited.

"That's a video recorder. It records our every move and shows it to uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters in other places."

Song Lianqing patiently explained to Little Tangguo, who blinked her big eyes and asked innocently, "Is it like the video call that Dad made to Sister Wanwan?"

"Yes, you can understand it that way. You are really smart."

Song Lianqing rubbed the little boy's head, kissed his cheek lovingly, and praised him sincerely.

The little kid nodded, then suddenly raised his chubby hand and waved at the equipment. He said in his cute little voice, "Auntie Susu, brothers and sisters, and younger brothers and sisters, grandpa and grandma, hello~ I am a little candy who likes to eat candy~"

Song Lianqing was so touched by his own son, not to mention the audience fans who were still waiting in the live broadcast room. The barrage on the public screen went crazy, and the comment section of the live broadcast room also went crazy. In addition to the interjection "ah", there was the classic "Wow".

"Baby, you are so cute."

Song Lianqing hugged the little boy and rubbed his head against his belly. The little boy felt itchy and giggled and dodged, "Hehehehahaha... Daddy, it's itchy~"

[Ahhh! I am tired of saying the word envy! I want to be the soul of Mr. Song, and I also want to suck a child!!!]

[Ahhh! The cub looked at me, the cub said hello to me, I love the cub so much! I want to rub him too! Look at how addicted Teacher Song looks, ahhh! I envy him.]

[The baby is laughing so happily! I love him so much! Baby, look at mommy~ Mommy will buy you a truckload of candy, will you come home with mommy? Candyjpg.]

[Aaaaah! The Chinese Chess Federation needs such a cute kid as a mascot! No, not only a mascot, but also a seeded player!!!]

[A big boss suddenly appeared upstairs. He is here to poach people again. I remember that a few hours ago, the Chinese Painting and Calligraphy Alliance also said the same thing. Tell me, who is copying whom? ]

[I want to dress my baby in cute pajamas, the kind with a tail and ears, it must be really great! My nose has started bleeding already, it’s so cute! ]

The father and son finally had enough of the quarrel. The little boy lay on the bed and sighed deeply. It seemed that he was a little tired from laughing just now. Song Lianqing expressed his deep apologies, but he would do it again next time.

"Dad, have you taken your medicine?"

The little kid had rested enough, so he got up from the bed and leaned close to Song Lianqing's ear and asked him something in his baby voice. Song Lianqing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and patted his head in annoyance, "Oh, I forgot. I'll go right away. You can play by yourself for a while in the bed."

"Okay! Dad, be safe~"

The little kid nodded and reminded Song Lianqing to be careful, which was so heartwarming that Song Lianqing felt very warm inside.

Song Lianqing took out a packet of boiled Chinese medicine from his bag. After leaving the room, he went to find Zhang Yu, explained the situation to him, and then went to the kitchen.

There was also live broadcast equipment in the kitchen, but the camera did not cut over it. However, it was recorded. However, this is not important. It was just taking medicine, and there was nothing good to broadcast live.

The little kid climbed down from the bed, walked to his small bag with his short legs, squatted on the ground and took out a small bag of white sugar that could be used for drinking and a glass cup for drinking water.

The audience in the live broadcast room didn't know what Xiao Naitianzi was going to do, and they watched his every move curiously. They saw Xiao Naitianzi tear open the bag of white sugar, and then put all the white sugar into the cup. He then threw the bag into the trash can.

The little girl ran to the water dispenser holding her cup. The dispenser was plugged in and the hot water button was on. The audience in the live broadcast room were very nervous watching this scene.

The little boy placed the cup under the hot water button and pressed the button. He stopped when the cup was one-third full of hot water, moved to the cold water button and filled the remaining two-thirds. Then he closed the lid and shook it skillfully.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw this, they were all stunned. Wow, baby, this is such a skilled person, it doesn’t look like this is the first time he has done this?

Song Lianqing came back after drinking the medicine, his face was not very good. When the little kid saw him, he ran to him with his short legs and handed him the cup, "Dad, drink the sugar water~"

"Thank you, little darling. You are really daddy's sweet little baby."

"You're welcome, Dad."

Song Lianqing was feeling a bitter taste in his mouth and was about to get a glass of water to relieve the bitterness. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he was served with sugar water that the little boy had made himself. He was stunned for a long time before he squatted down and picked him up. He said thank you several times before drinking the sugar water.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they fell silent and shed tears. Is this really someone else's child? I am tired of saying envy.