Chapter 68
evening.
Wen Cishu deliberately pulled the little monkey to sleep with him, and he asked the hotel to lay out three thin quilts, one for each person.
From the moment Bo Yiming got off the plane, his young father held his hand and he wagged his invisible tail all the way.
Now he was deliberately shy, he glanced at the big daddy's quilt and said: "I don't think the big daddy really wants to sleep with me~"
Wen Cishu hugged him and said, "But Daddy really wants to experience the warm moment of the three of us sharing a bed."
"Hmm?" Bo Yiming raised his head and blinked, then threw himself into his little father's arms and twisted hard.
After Bo Tingyuan got on the bed, Bo Yiming quickly pulled out the fairy tale book from under the pillow.
Wen Cishu was puzzled: "When did you take it?"
He glanced at Bo Tingyuan who was leaning on his right. If he remembered correctly, he also stuffed a book into the suitcase.
——The tacit understanding between father and son is unprecedented.
Bo Yiming chuckled, feeling happy about his "amazing move".
He sat up straight and coughed twice. "Then I will tell stories to the two dads tonight. Little dad, let's compete to see who falls asleep first, okay?"
In fact, there is no need to compare. It is usually Wen Cishu who falls asleep first.
He also took out a pink and blue pointed nightcap from the pillow and put it on the little monkey's head with a smile on his face: "This is prepared by the hotel. Put it on and read the story."
Sort of like a baby hat.
Bo Yiming tried to look up, but he couldn't see anything. After putting it on, he twisted it and pretended to be cute: "Little daddy, am I cute?"
"Of course~" Wen Cishu picked up the phone, "Big Dad, come over here, let's take a photo."
When he saw the little nightcap when he entered the room just now, he wanted to do the same.
Bo Tingyuan's hand passed over his son who had not yet grown up and rested on Wen Cishu's back.
The family of three took a bedtime photo.
Bo Yiming didn't expect there would be such a wonderful moment, and he buried his face in his little father's arms.
Bo Tingyuan was afraid that it was too late, so he rubbed his son's hair and reminded him, "Yiming, start reading the story."
"Oh!" Bo Yiming quickly found the page.
Wen Cishu leaned aside and quietly took a side photo of the little monkey.
A message from Bo Tingyuan popped up at the top of the screen.
Send me the photo? 】
Wen Cishu glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. Are you so impatient?
He pretended not to see it, suppressed his laughter, and sent the side view of the little monkey to the little sweet potato.
[Tonight, I am a good baby who is concentrating on telling bedtime stories to my two dads]
momo: [Baby is very suitable to be a child model (mommy, don’t ask~)]
[There are so many styles that mixed-race people can pull off. Ming cub is super cute tonight]
[Where is your photo, wife?] Can you let me see it? 】
[Is the bed big enough, mommy? Can I fit in there? 】
Wen Cishu looked carefully and found that under the light blue children's nightcap, Yiming's profile was rounder than usual.
However, when he swiped down and saw thousands of people trying to "cut in line" in an instant, he couldn't help but smile.
How could Bo Tingyuan not notice his expression? He raised his hand and rubbed Wen Cishu's head over his son.
Wen Cishu deliberately smiled and moved to the side to avoid him.
"Ahem!" Bo Yiming didn't move. He tapped the quilt with his little hands, "teaching" him a lesson in a serious manner.
"I am reading the story attentively, Daddy, please don't be distracted."
"That's right~"
Wen Cishu stood beside him and said, "You will lose points if you are absent from duty."
He remembered the little monkey's childish words last time and added, "Baby, give your dad a little red flower."
"Okay. Take away two."
Bo Yiming raised his hand and grabbed the big father's chest twice, then moved to the front of the little father and pressed against him. "To baby daddy."
Wen Cishu laughed so hard that he leaned on the kid's shoulder.
Having a child at home is really fun.
As a result, when he raised his eyes, he saw an indescribable meaning hidden in Bo Tingyuan's green eyes.
He quickly shrank into the quilt to avoid his sight.
——Little monkey, quickly protect your little daddy!
He still had the cell phone in his hand and was hiding under the quilt sending photos to Bo Tingyuan.
Then, he remembered what Bo Tingyuan said on the plane, and sent him the words he had never said.
【Thin Listening to the Abyss】
You must not blame yourself for the past. 】
After sending the message, he held the phone tightly, not knowing how Bo Tingyuan would respond.
Then, a deep voice was heard interrupting Bo Yiming's French.
"Yiming, can I sleep with your little daddy?"
Wen Cishu pricked up his ears: Hmm?
Bo Yiming muttered in disdain: "Do we have to change seats in the middle of class?"
As a result, the old father's palm rubbed the back of his neck vigorously, "Hurry up! The class time is very tight."
"Pfft..." Wen Cishu was shaking with laughter in the quilt. Not long after, the quilt was opened and a gust of cool air came in. "Hey, why don't you take the quilt?"
Bo Tingyuan laid down and hugged him: "There are too many quilts and the bed is a bit crowded."
Bo Yiming deliberately shook his head to wiggle the tip of his nightcap.
——What a joke, Big Daddy obviously wants to stick close to Little Daddy.
He jumped out of bed: "Take a five-minute break after class, I'm going to the bathroom!"
Wen Cishu poked Bo Tingyuan's shoulder, half-jokingly: "Why did you suddenly come over here?"
Bo Tingyuan narrowed his green eyes, thinking: "Didn't you let me come over?"
This doesn't make sense, and Wen Cishu was the first to disagree. "I don't have any."
Bo Tingyuan picked up the phone and showed him the screen: "You called my name."
Wen Cishu: “?”
What's wrong with calling names? He blinked rapidly in confusion.
There was a smile in Bo Tingyuan's eyes, and Wen Cishu reacted after just a blink.
One night, the words "If you feel heartache, just call my name" suddenly echoed in Wen Cishu's ears.
Is that the same meaning?
Wen Cishu glared at him, and just in time heard the footsteps of the little monkey running over, so he immediately shrank into the quilt.
Bo Yiming started reading the story again.
Both fathers were very quiet, but under the quilt, Wen Cishu's hand was pulled over and reached into Bo Tingyuan's abdomen.
Wen Cishu: ...I really want to raise my hands and clap them hard, but my palms can feel the ups and downs and textures of my chest and abdomen.
——Forget it, we are a legal couple after all, you can touch me.
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Early the next morning.
The number of live viewers of "Zi Zi is Superman" has once again reached a new high.
The viewership and subsequent response to the third episode have far exceeded the program team’s expectations. How could one have predicted that the fourth episode would be as anticipated as some platforms’ all-top star programs?
[The official website issued four groups of family travel routes. They will act separately first and meet at a destination at night. It feels very interesting]
[Wow, that’s great.] I don’t really want to watch the competition between family groups (I’m really afraid to let the kids argue about winning or losing, and I don’t want to see any tears)
Will the filming start from the hotel? The hotel mommy stayed in must be super luxurious, right? I want to see the hotel. I'm not picky at all. I'm just a little greedy and want to see everything.]
[Finally we can see Mingzai’s two dads appear on the screen together!] Who understands? I have waited for this day for hundreds of years, and the production team is paying for my youth.
The live broadcast starts on time.
However, since each group of guests starts the session independently, there will be a time difference.
Chu Han's family arrived first.
After she turned on the live camera, she greeted the audience with a smile.
She adjusted the sun hat on her head and joked, "Our Xingxing has been staring at my watch and his father's watch since a while ago. We are not allowed to delay for even a minute, so are we the most punctual?"
[That’s right!] Thanks for the urging, little star. That’s great. 】
[The weather at the beach is so good, I’m so envious (beautiful sister, remember to turn it over and dry it in the sun)
[Where is your brother-in-law?] Where? 】
Chu Han turned the camera and pointed it at the person sitting in the driver's seat: "Xingxing's father. Doctor Lin, would you like to say hello?"
Dr. Lin, who was fastening his seat belt, was not yet used to the camera and raised his hand: "Hello, everyone."
He had already appeared as a "tool man" in the third episode last week, so he is not unfamiliar to the audience.
[Wow, Dr. Lin is so handsome (Who said Sister Chu Han’s husband is ugly? Who?)]
[After all, she is a childhood sweetheart and you have decided on a date (please trust the discerning eyes of adolescent girls)]
As a large number of audiences poured in, we discovered that the first scene actually started in the car.
Not long after, Rongrong and Xiaoqi also started live streaming.
Both children seemed very enthusiastic, even the introverted Rongrong took the initiative to introduce his father.
Zhu Wei's husband is an editor in the film industry. Although he has never appeared on camera, he has participated in some film screenings or related industry activities.
As soon as he showed up, he was recognized by some of the audience.
Zhou Xu's wife is a junior high school teacher.
Even students she had taught appeared in the live broadcast room.
[The teacher who taught me and the idol I chased after are together? And she gave birth to a cub that I wanted to put in a sack and take away? Brain Explosion
[Rounding off, your idol is your teacher's husband? 】
The Mingzai family was the last to start the live broadcast.
After much anticipation from the audience, Yiming's father finally showed up and apologized to the camera: "Sorry, we are a few minutes late."
The fixed camera is on the front windshield of the car and can capture everything inside the car from front to back.
[Wow, mommy!] Fly and chirp! 】
[The beauty's bare face is simply two-dimensional. Seeing a long-haired handsome man early in the morning is really good for my body and mind]
Bo Yiming rushed into the back row holding a box of breakfast and said to the camera in a hurry: "Hello everyone! I'm here! Did you vote for me, huh?"
Wen Cishu laughed so hard that he fell on the back seat. Seeing Bo Tingyuan carrying a box of water to the back of the car, he said, "Yiming, you are responsible for introducing Big Daddy, okay?"
Bo Yiming took breakfast out of the box, which were two super cute little buns with panda heads.
He handed one to the little dad, picked up the other and chewed it, saying vaguely: "Big dad doesn't need a special introduction. Isn't he just responsible for driving?"
[Tsk tsk, Mingzi, you are so arrogant! 】
[Wow, I see Big Daddy’s shadow. Is he putting something in the trunk? These legs are longer than my life.
Not long after, Bo Tingyuan opened the car door.
The audience saw an extremely tall figure sit in and start adjusting the front and rear seats, and then a face that looked more mixed-race than Yiming appeared.
The three-dimensional European facial features and indifferent eyes give off a cold temperament.
Wen Cishu stepped forward, poked Bo Tingyuan's shoulder, and pointed at the camera: "The lens is here."
"Yeah." Bo Tingyuan glanced at the camera and said in a normal tone, "Hello."
[Those green eyes, those long legs that have nowhere to go, those broad shoulders, this face, this voice, these frameless glasses, this shirt thug... I'm sorry, I'll give your wife back to you, burst into tears! 】
[I have a very necessary suggestion: Daddy, can you sit in the back with Mommy and let your son drive? 】
[Mingzai: Where is human nature?] I'm only nine years old! 】
Bo Tingyuan looked at the person behind him and asked softly, "What else do you want to say?"
Wen Cishu smiled: "No need, just say hello. Are you nervous?"
Bo Tingyuan raised his thick eyebrows at him, turned around and sat down, raised his hand to adjust the angle of the rearview mirror to ensure that he could see the father and son in the back seat at the same time.
"Yiming, fasten your seat belt."
"Oh~" Bo Yiming moved back, separated himself from the little father, and stretched out his hand to command, "First mate, set off!"
The two fathers looked at each other through the rearview mirror and smiled at each other.
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