After entering the room, Song Lianqing put the little boy on the soft and clean bed. He bent down and kissed his cheek, then wiped the sweat from his cheek and forehead with a smile. "The little boy has changed from a soft and cute little boy to a dirty and good boy."

"Dad, Candy has become a dirty kid and is not well behaved at all. He needs to take a bath!"

The little kid looked at the sweat beads on Song Lianqing's palm, and his big grape eyes suddenly widened. He stretched out his soft little hand to touch his forehead, then wiped the sweat off his hand. He put it in front of his nose and smelled it, then frowned and shouted with disgust that he wanted to take a shower.

Today he is still a clean little kid. He takes a bath when his body is dirty, washes his hands when they are dirty, and washes his toes when they are dirty. He is very eager to do so. He is so cute.

"Okay, how about we brush our teeth before we take a shower?"

Song Lianqing was amused by the little boy's persistence in cleanliness. After laughing, he rubbed his little head and gently discussed with him.

"Yeah! Little Candy can brush his teeth by himself!" The little kid looked at Song Lianqing with his big eyes. After saying this, he was about to crawl down by himself, "Daddy, don't block my legs. I can't see."

The little boy's legs were limited in length, so he turned over and crawled under the bed, tentatively feeling the ground with his feet. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find any solid ground. His feet just hung there and dangled, but he couldn't find any solid ground. He naively thought that Song Lianqing was blocking him, which made Song Lianqing laugh.

"Baby, daddy didn't stop you, it's just that your legs are too short," Song Lianqing smiled and reached out to take the little kid down from the bed, looking amused, "Weren't you able to get down by yourself yesterday? Why can't you get down today?"

The little kid glanced at the big bed, then lowered his head to look at his legs, then looked up at Song Lianqing, his cheeks blushing. He rubbed the back of his head with his chubby hands, and threw himself into his arms a little embarrassedly, "Hehehe, it seems that little Tangguo's legs are a little short~"

“Hahahahahaha…baby, you really make me laugh to death. Alas, I don’t have the energy to laugh anymore.”

Song Lianqing laughed so hard at the little boy's words that he laughed until he had no strength left. His feet slipped and he sat on the ground. The little boy lay on him, stayed for a moment, and then laughed with him. The father and son were laughing happily in the room.

Perhaps a happy smile is contagious. When the audience in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they all started laughing. Today's joy did not come from Qi Xiangyu and the little fat boy, but from Little Candy and his father Song Lianqing.

After Song Lianqing and Xiaonaituanzi laughed enough, they found their clothes together and went to the bathroom. The bathroom door was closed, so no one could see what was going on, but they could hear their conversation.

"Dad has squeezed out the toothpaste for you. Come on, brush your teeth."

"Dad wants to brush too~"

"Of course Daddy has to brush his teeth too. Look who's that little cutie in the mirror?"

"It's Candy and daddy~"

"Okay, brush your teeth and stop talking."

"Uh-huh!"

At this point, the conversation between the father and son ended, and the camera cut to other rooms. The time quickly came to half past seven, and the staff came over to ask everyone to go to the restaurant for breakfast. Everyone who had already prepared put on their microphones and went to the restaurant.

The little boy said good morning to everyone in a chuckle, and then started eating the porridge in his bowl. He was very well behaved and never ran around.

The little fat boy sitting next to him was very well behaved and ate so voraciously that Qi Xiangyu wanted to beat him up again. With his weight, he needed to control his diet.

"Qi Xiangyang, don't eat too much."

When the fat boy picked up an egg and was about to peel it and eat it, Qi Xiangyu couldn't help it and gave him a look. The fat boy got scared and put down the egg.

"Xiang Yu, do I need to control my diet for Mantou?"

Zhang Yuechen was feeding Chaochao when he saw Qi Xiangyu yelling at the fat boy again. He was worried that there were trolls in the live broadcast room who were trying to stir up trouble and randomly edit videos to discredit him as an outsider, so he asked a question.

"Well, he's 50 kilograms overweight. If he gets any fatter, his heart won't be able to handle it. My parents try to discipline him but he won't listen. My grandparents spoil him, so I have to take care of him. This kid is a bad mouth and a bad hand. I have to spoil him."

Qi Xiangyu nodded to Zhang Yuechen. As soon as he finished saying this, the fat boy proved to him his ability of being naughty with his hands and his mouth.

"Boss, you don't eat eggs, right? Let me help you eat them. You are my boss, you will definitely give them to me, right?"

The little fat boy looked at the half-peeled egg of Little Candy and immediately stretched out his paw to it. His eyes were so bright that they could illuminate the road in the dark, like an invincible torch.

Seeing this, Qi Xiangyu felt veins popping up on his forehead. He gritted his teeth, frowned, stood up and slapped him on the back, "Qi Xiangyang, you're itching, aren't you?!"

"Ah! Qi Xiangyu you are such a bad guy! I just wanted to eat an egg and you wouldn't even give it to me. I'm going to call my mom and tell her!"

Qi Xiangyang reached out to touch his back, but couldn't find it. With red eyes, he stared at Qi Xiangyu with grievance, looking fierce.

Zhang Yuechen felt that the slap was a bit harsh, but he didn't say anything. Others thought so too, but they didn't say anything. After all, this little fat boy was a bit naughty. He even wanted to snatch the eggs from the little milk ball. Alas, let's observe a second of silence for him, no more.

Qi Xiangyu ignored the fat boy and continued drinking milk and eating breakfast. He hoped that Song Lianqing would not be too disliked to him because he had just stopped him.

Little Fatty: Ah! Bastard! You only have eyes for him! I am your real brother! Brother, you are so cruel, wait until I grow up!

"Brother Mantou, don't cry."

The little milk ball was sitting next to the little fat boy and heard the sound of the slap very clearly. He reached out and rubbed the place where the little fat boy was hit, then pushed his milk in front of him with an innocent smile.

"Brother Mantou, Xiaotangguo's balls are peeled for daddy, so they can't be given to you, but you can have your neinei. Xiaotangguo has already had a taste of sweet neinei."

"Woo woo... Boss is still the best! Thank you, Boss!"

The little fat boy was so moved by the generosity of the little milk ball that after saying this, he took his share of the milk, poured himself a little, and then pushed it back.

"Boss, I'll just drink this little bit. You can drink the rest. When I make a lot of money in the future, I'll buy you a lot more!"

"Hehehe...thank you, Brother Mantou!"

As the little kid said this, he had already put the peeled eggs on Song Lianqing's plate and said to him in a milky voice, "Dad, you have to eat them all~"

The friendship between the two children really moved the adults present, and they were also moved by the thoughtfulness of the little kid.

When the little kid was sitting at the dining table, he saw everyone eating eggs except Song Lianqing. In his little head, he thought that Song Lianqing didn't know how to peel them, so he peeled one himself and put it on his plate. It was really heartwarming.

"Thank you, baby. Daddy is very touched." Song Lianqing's eyes were a little wet. He reached out and rubbed the little head of the little kid. He didn't want to waste his kindness, but peeled another one and put it in his bowl. "But you are growing up, so you need to eat eggs too."

"Yeah! Thank you, Dad~"

The little girl took the egg peeled by Song Lianqing and ate it happily with a smile. Perhaps he had the ability to make others follow his example. Angel, who was sitting opposite him, also peeled an egg for her father, which instantly moved him to tears and he wanted to give her the best things in the world.

Perhaps, this is the characteristic of a daughter-slave?

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed and cried when watching this, and they all felt like they were going mentally ill. Fortunately, they were not crazy yet, they just wanted a well-behaved and lovely son more and more.

So, don’t watch live variety shows about raising puppies for no reason, otherwise you will really want a puppy.