After breakfast, the little kid walked back to the room with Song Lianqing on his short legs. He ran to his small backpack, took out a small bag of white sugar and his small water cup. He held up the water cup and white sugar with his two little hands, looked at Song Lianqing with his big watery eyes and smiled sweetly.

"Dad, make some candy and drink some medicine~"

Song Lianqing's heart softened at the little boy's voice. He squatted down and took the sugar and the small cup from his hand. He smiled and scratched his little nose, "Daddy will make it for himself later. The hot water in the water dispenser is very hot. If it splashes out, it will burn you, understand?"

"Little Candy won't burn herself!" Little Milk Ball shook her little head towards Song Lianqing and said in a milky voice, "Mom used to teach many older brothers and sisters to read. She had to stand in front of a small blackboard for a whole day, and her feet would hurt a lot. Little Candy would boil water for her feet to soak. Mom always thought Little Candy was awesome."

When the little milk ball talked about himself, he suddenly rubbed his hair, blushed and blinked his big eyes, "It's just that when I first started learning, I was so clumsy that my hair was burned by the fire. Fortunately, Da Huang brought me some water~"

As Song Lianqing listened to the little kid's words, he couldn't help but imagine the thrilling scene in his mind. He felt terrified. If there had been no Dahuang at that time, then such a well-behaved and sensible little kid would probably be... He didn't dare to imagine it, and his eyes instantly turned red.

Song Lianqing held the little boy in his arms, rubbed his little head gently, and talked to him with a serious and distressed tone, "My dear, don't run to the stove by yourself in the future. It's too dangerous. If something happens to you, what will Dad do alone?"

The little babe hugged Song Lianqing's neck, and no one knew what was going on in her little head. She touched his head with her little hand and said in a milky voice, "But daddy is not in good health. Little Candy wants to take care of daddy so that he can relax a little and not be so tired~"

"Baby, you are still young, and it is your dad who should take care of you."

Song Lianqing rubbed the little head of the little kid and was so moved by his childish words that his voice choked with sobs.

"Dad, is the medicine too bitter? You don't want to take it, so you said a lot to Little Candy~" Little Candy touched Song Lianqing's cheek, thinking that he had discovered the truth. He patted his shoulder with his little hand, frowned and said seriously, "Dad can't do this, you have to take the medicine obediently, and after you finish the medicine, Little Candy will make you some sugar water~"

The little boy's coaxing tone made Song Lianqing burst into laughter. He pinched the little boy's armpits, held him in the air, looked into his big eyes, and said with a bit of a smile, "My dear, are you allergic to romance? Daddy is about to be moved to tears by you, and you suddenly said this to make Dad laugh, and the atmosphere is ruined."

"Dad, what does 'Romantic over rice' mean?" The little boy tilted his head in confusion and stared at Song Lianqing blankly, with a puzzled look on his face, "Does it mean that Sister Langhua likes to eat rice?"

Song Lianqing, with red eyes: "?!..."

[Fuck, Sister Langhua likes to eat rice! Hahahaha… Baby! You may really be allergic to romance. My tears are welling up in my eyes. If you do this to me, I will really die of laughter…]

[Fuck! I was crying and laughing in class, and was successfully kicked out by the counselor. I really want to thank my family!]

[Wow… my son is so pitiful. He is so young and seems to know everything, but I am like a loser. I have to wait for my mom to call me after the meal is ready. It’s so sad (*?????)]

[( ?? ﹏ ?? ) I burst into tears! My baby is so pitiful, please shed tears with me! Please give my baby to me, or I will snatch the child away! ]

[I want ten babies like this, to pamper and love them every day, to give them the best things in the world, and they will be my whole world.]

[Upstairs, one is expensive, are you sure you can support ten? Don't be so crazy, calm down! ]

[Hahahaha…Zizi is so pitiful, but what he said afterwards really made me want to laugh. Sorry, Zizi, I’ll laugh for a while first.]

[Am I the only one who is curious about what kind of medicine Mr. Song is taking? He looks healthy. Is it psychological medicine?]

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"No," Song Lianqing looked at the little boy and opened his mouth. He didn't know how to explain it to him for a moment. After thinking about it, he decided to divert his attention. "You will understand when you grow up. Come, use daddy's cup. Don't you want to make sugar water? Daddy is watching you make it."

"Okay~" The little boy stood on the ground, holding the cup Song Lianqing gave him, and ran to the water dispenser with his short legs. He looked back at him and said, "Wait for the little candy to make the sugar water, and daddy will drink it~"

Song Lianqing nodded to the little boy, walked over and squatted beside him, looking at him, keeping his hands where he could not see, carefully protecting him.

The little boy took the hot and cold water skillfully, shook the cup carefully, then turned to look at Song Lianqing, "Dad, help me get it."

"OK."

Song Lianqing helped Xiao Naitianzi hold the cup, while Xiao Naitianzi held the bag of white sugar. He tore the bag open with his little teeth, poured the white sugar into the cup, and stirred it with the bag. A cup of white sugar water was easily made.

"Okay!" The little boy threw the packaging bag into the trash can, picked up the cup and looked at Song Lianqing seriously, "Daddy has to finish the medicine before he can drink the sugar water~"

"Okay," Song Lianqing rubbed his little head and nodded with a smile, "But Dad needs to go to the kitchen."

"Candy's going with you."

The little girl held the cup and spoke to him seriously. Song Lianqing nodded, reached out to take the cup, and then picked him up, "Let's go."

Song Lianqing and Xiaonaituanzi went out together and came to the kitchen. He took out the Chinese medicine liquid in his pocket and put it in hot water to heat it up. Xiaonaituanzi stood beside him holding the cup and watching. At this time, the camera had cut to other places.

Qi Xiangyu followed Song Lianqing when he came to the kitchen carrying the little kid. When he saw him walk in while heating the medicine, he glanced at the camera and found that it was not broadcasting here, so he looked at Song Lianqing.

"Lian Qing, what happened to your body? It's so serious that you need to take Chinese medicine." Qi Xiangyu stood in front of Song Lianqing, frowning and looking at him, with obvious persistence in his eyes, "Can you tell me?"

"My health has nothing to do with Mr. Qi!" Song Lianqing didn't give him any face at all. The gentleness on his face was replaced by indifference. "Please stop interfering and get out immediately."

"Do you hate me that much?"

Qi Xiangyu didn't seem to expect that Song Lianqing could be so cruel to him in a place where the camera couldn't capture him. He felt heartbroken and his voice trembled.

"Dad~Brother Xiangyu~please stop quarreling."

The little kid noticed that Song Lianqing was a little agitated, so he reached out and held his fingers, trying to calm him down. He reminded the two in a baby voice that he was still here.

Song Lianqing was stunned for a moment, then he reached out and rubbed the little boy's head, and said softly, "Daddy didn't quarrel with him, so the kid is behaving well."

"This is a matter between us adults. There was no quarrel. Little one doesn't need to worry."

Qi Xiangyu looked at the little kid, took a deep breath, and said this to him calmly.

The little kid nodded as if he understood, then put the cup on the stool, took Song Lianqing's hand and then Qi Xiangyu's hand, and said with a babyish smile, "Then dad and brother will hold hands and make peace~"

The little kid put his hands together. Song Lianqing's face looked a little sour. Qi Xiangyu's eyes were shining. The little kid, who didn't know the truth, had an innocent smile on his face. He really wanted them to be good friends.

Song Lianqing smiled with his lips pursed, holding Qi Xiangyu's hand, the grip became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to break his hand. Qi Xiangyu also smiled faintly, trying hard not to show any pain on his face, but he was crying bitterly in his heart. He didn't expect that he had seen Song Lianqing for such a long time, and the first time he met him was because of a little brat.

Song Lianqing looked at the little kid and said in a gentle voice, "Baby, you are so cute." Baby, daddy loves you in vain!

The little kid didn't know the truth and laughed even more happily. Song Lianqing was furious. Qi Xiangyu secretly gave the little guy a thumbs up. He felt very happy to be able to hold hands with Lianqing, but his hands were a little blue when he was let go.