The next day, early morning.

In the hallway on the second floor, a swift figure dashed to the bedroom door, quietly pushed it open a crack, and peeked inside.

“Little Daddy?”

Bo Yiming softly called out, but got no response.

He tiptoed inside, walking slowly on the carpet towards the bed.

In the dim light, Bo Yiming froze, staring blankly at the two daddies cuddled together on the bed.

Huh?

Why is Big Daddy here too?

And using his blanket?!

Wen Cishu had two-thirds of his face buried in Bo Tingyuan’s chest, his exposed side profile resembling a crescent moon.

His neck was resting on one of Bo Tingyuan’s arms.

Bo Tingyuan’s other arm was draped over Wen Cishu’s body, in a gesture of pulling him closer.

Seeing this scene for the first time, Bo Yiming’s amber eyes were filled with shock.

He anxiously bent down, gently pushing Big Daddy’s shoulder, “Big Daddy? Wake up.”

He then tried to lift Big Daddy’s arm, attempting to make him let go, but Big Daddy only held on tighter.

With all the commotion, the two daddies naturally woke up.

Realizing the situation, Wen Cishu, with only half his face showing, opened his eyes, and his blurry black eyes instantly flashed with eight hundred exclamation marks.

“Uh…”

Bo Tingyuan also woke up, his green eyes looking at his son: “Yiming, what’s wrong?”

Bo Yiming angrily said, “Big Daddy, your arm is so heavy, you’re squishing Little Daddy! Let go quickly!”

Wen Cishu: … Let him faint on the spot, please.

Bo Tingyuan lifted his arm, holding Wen Cishu as he lay back down, and said in a low voice, “It’s still early, sleep a bit more.”

His morning voice was a bit hoarse, sounding warm.

Wen Cishu’s ear rubbed against the blanket, and he immediately pretended to sleep, closing his eyes:

He’ll leave it to Big Daddy to handle Little Monkey, while Little Daddy will play dead for now.

Bo Tingyuan sat up, picked up the glasses from the bedside table, put them on, and looked at his anxious little son again: “Yiming, it was my mistake.”

Wen Cishu couldn’t help but add softly, “Yiming, Daddy is fine.”

Bo Yiming leaned on the edge of the bed, tenderly touching Little Daddy’s slightly messy hair, then immediately glared at Big Daddy, angrily accusing, “When I sleep next to Little Daddy, I only dare to hold his arm.”

“Got it, I’ll be careful next time.” Bo Tingyuan picked up the noisy little guy, “Go wash up, let your Little Daddy sleep a bit more.”

Bo Yiming puffed up with anger, and when his gaze turned to the bed, his eyes were full of sympathy.

Bo Tingyuan put him down, looking at his son with a puffed-up face: “Why didn’t you knock?”

“…”

Bo Yiming landed on his feet, tugged at his clothes, and righteously said, “I was afraid of waking Little Daddy.”

Bo Tingyuan ruffled his hair, not arguing with him.

“Go wash your face and brush your teeth.”

“Oh.” Bo Yiming, afraid Big Daddy would continue to catch his little mistakes, immediately ran out.

When Bo Tingyuan turned back, the figure on the bed was slowly getting up, and pressed the remote to open the curtains.

This bedroom, designed for good soundproofing, used multi-layer floor-to-ceiling curtains.

Through the milky white sheer fabric, the pale golden sunlight shone in from outside the window, casting a gentle glow around Wen Cishu.

Bo Tingyuan: “Can’t sleep anymore?”

Wen Cishu lifted the blanket: “It’s time to get up.”

His gaze swept to the poetry collection on the other side of the pillow, quickly averting his eyes.

Bo Tingyuan helped him, smoothing the scattered black hair over his shoulder, paying attention to his complexion.

“Is your heart feeling okay?”

“No.”

Under his concerned gaze, Wen Cishu smiled slightly, lowered his eyes, and softly said, “I slept very well last night.”

Just as he finished speaking, Bo Tingyuan bent down and picked him up, carrying him to the bathroom.

In just a few steps, Wen Cishu softly said, “I can do it myself…”

But thinking about having to attend the show later and not being able to come home at night, he didn’t continue, instead resting his arm on Bo Tingyuan’s broad shoulder, carefully reminding, “You need to sleep tonight, okay? Otherwise, I’ll have Uncle Xu and Aunt Zhong watch over you.”

Bo Tingyuan pushed open the bathroom door, carrying him inside, without immediately answering.

Wen Cishu, not hearing his agreement, jokingly said, “No wonder Yiming is so stubborn sometimes, just like you, right?”

He tugged on Bo Tingyuan’s sleeve, “Be good, okay?”

Bo Tingyuan ruffled his hair, finally agreeing, “Mm.”

–

The specific location for the second episode of the show was kept secret, with the program group’s vehicle picking up all the guests.

Due to the location of their home, Wen Cishu and Bo Yiming were the last group to get on the car.

Because the first episode of “The Baby is Superman” had an amazing effect, as soon as today’s broadcast started, the number of live viewers kept climbing.

[Where’s the big beauty, haven’t arrived yet~ really looking forward to it]

[We still don’t know where the big beauty and Ming Zai are from]

[No one even knows the big beauty’s name! (Five whole days!!! This batch of netizens is too weak)]

Not only the audience, but also Xiao Qi and Rongrong in the child seats were eagerly waiting, only Xingxing was fiddling with something in his seat.

When the car finally stopped, the audience saw Zhu Wei’s arm stretch out the car window: “Yiming, Yiming’s Daddy, over here!”

Zhou Xu saw her about to get up and quickly said, “Sister Wei, you sit, I’ll go.”

He teased the nine-year-old big baby bouncing over, “Ming Zai, you’re so high today?”

Bo Yiming: “Yeah, yeah, I get to see Uncle Zhou, I’m super happy.”

This answer was so quick that Zhou Xu was taken aback.

“You little guy, your mouth is like it’s smeared with honey today.”

Bo Yiming dodged Uncle Zhou’s hand: “Uncle, I’ll take it myself, it’s all gifts for the little brothers and sisters inside.”

Zhou Xu helped with Wen Cishu’s suitcase.

Wen Cishu softly thanked him.

When the father and son got on the car, the live stream’s comments multiplied geometrically.

[What suede vest with a lazy shirt, wife, are you really okay dressing so sexy?]

[Today is a bright and sassy big beauty, amazing!]

[Seeing Ming Zai makes me feel sunny, what’s going on]

[When the father and son appear, it lights up instantly (not saying other guests aren’t good looking)]

[It’s okay, fans don’t mind at all haha, we’re also drooling over the screen]

In the past two days, some viewers analyzed that this time the program group invited great guests.

The three celebrity guests are an award-winning actress, a powerful singer, and even Zhou Xu, who started as an idol, has fans due to his strength, so there was no fighting over Wen Cishu’s divine looks.

In the car.

After Bo Yiming carried the suitcase up, Xingxing came over to help.

He shouted excitedly, “Xingxing!!!!” as if meeting a long-lost soulmate.

The other kids were immediately infected, even Xiao Qi wanted to unbuckle his seatbelt and get down.

Rongrong, holding her mom’s hand, was also twisting joyfully.

The two little babies cheered happily, “Brother Yiming~”

“Brother Yiming is here~” Bo Yiming happily pushed the suitcase to the back, “Brother brought you gifts.”

Wen Cishu just got on the car and saw Little Monkey hugging Xingxing, patting his back with excitement.

He quickly reminded, “Yiming, don’t hurt Xingxing.”

Chu Han laughed, shrugging, and handed him a bottle of water: “It’s okay, Xingxing missed Brother Yiming at home too.”

Bo Yiming looked forward at the adults, asking, “Are we leaving? Can I give out the gifts?” He was already eager to take out the stuff.

At this moment, a head wearing a baseball cap suddenly popped up from the back row, “Can we stop for a few minutes?”

Then it shrank back.

Bo Yiming: ?

He curiously looked around, muttering, “Xingxing, who is that?”

The baseball cap in the corner automatically emitted a ghostly voice, “It’s someone from the program group.”

Bo Yiming couldn’t help but laugh, lowering his head to open the suitcase.

Xiao Qi was carried down by his dad.

Zhou Xu tidied his son’s little clothes: “Go play with Brother Yiming.”

But Xiao Qi ran to Wen Cishu’s seat, blinking his big eyes, cutely asking, “Little Uncle~ did you forget Xiao Qi?”

After speaking, he pouted with grievance.

“How could I?”

Wen Cishu bent down to pick up the super soft and cute little guy, placing him on Bo Yiming’s seat, “Didn’t Xiao Qi video call with Uncle the day before yesterday? Did Xiao Qi forget?”

“Oh…”

Xiao Qi happily snuggled into Little Uncle’s arms, “Little Uncle’s hair smells so nice today.”

He touched the loose long hair, the strands slipping smoothly through his soft white fingers.

So he picked up some more, letting the hair slide through again.

Rongrong also leaned over, “Uncle~~ there’s also Rongrong~”

“Hello, Rongrong.” Wen Cishu looked at her particularly exquisite hairstyle today: “Did Mommy do your hair so beautifully today? It’s so pretty.”

Rongrong, next to the round and chubby Xiao Qi brother, smiled sweetly.

Two big plush toys were passed to Wen Cishu from the back row, Bo Yiming poked his head out, grinning, “Little Daddy, you give them to Little Brother Xiao Qi and Little Sister Rongrong.”

Wen Cishu took the plush toys, shaking them in front of the two younger cute babies, “These were chosen by Brother Yiming for you.”

Xiao Qi grabbed the round and chubby panda, “This is for Xiao Qi, right?”

Rongrong pointed at the pink and purple floppy-eared bunny, “Rongrong likes the bunny.”

Wen Cishu thought, Little Monkey really knows how to pick gifts.

The two little ones hugged their gifts, stroking them lovingly.

[?? I go, isn’t this the official limited edition zoo series? Am I seeing things?]

[The official panda and bunny are so realistic, the fake ones can’t be made this well, ahhh I really want to have them!]

Bo Yiming asked, “And the shampoo Little Daddy asked to bring, should I give it to Auntie now?”

Wen Cishu turned his face, “How about we take it out later, otherwise it’s hard to place.”

But Zhu Wei and Chu Han both spoke at the same time, “Brought for us?”

They looked at each other and laughed.

Previously, they had asked in the group what shampoo Wen Cishu used to keep his hair so black, shiny, and smooth, who knew he would bring it directly.

Wen Cishu smiled and nodded, “Brought a few sets.”

Chu Han couldn’t wait to reach out, “Yiming, give it to Auntie, Auntie wants to use it tonight.”

[I really like this gift! Desperately want it!]

[Wife, why are you so nice? Come here, let me give you a kiss]

[Isn’t this considered advertising? Does the program group allow it?]

[I’ve never seen this packaging, probably not a brand the public is familiar with]

Bo Yiming handed the exquisite big box to Uncle Zhou.

Zhou Xu was surprised, “I have one too?”

Zhu Wei teased, “It’s definitely for Little Qi’s mom. Your hair isn’t even good for applying conditioner.”

Zhou Xu laughed, “My wife at home did mention Yiming’s Daddy’s hair, full of envy. Now she’s probably happy watching the show at home.”

Wen Cishu was a bit surprised and asked, “Is the live broadcast starting in the car today?”

He turned his head to find where the camera was.

“Yeah.” Zhou Xu pointed to the camera’s position in the corner, “It’s here.”

Wen Cishu’s gaze met the lens, performing a live beauty shock.

In the camera screen, his phoenix eyes with ink-colored pupils clearly turned, slightly surprised, and he softly said, “I thought it was preparation time now, this…”

He quickly turned his head and gently said, “Yiming, sit properly with Brother Xingxing, don’t delay the start of the show.”

“Okay!” Bo Yiming immediately closed the suitcase, pushed Xingxing back to his seat, and sat obediently next to Little Daddy.

[No wonder actors are chosen for their big eyes, really, wife’s eyes are so expressive, truly can convey emotions]

[For the Nth time, jealous of Ming Zai’s Big Daddy for having such a top-notch beauty]

In the car, Xiao Qi hugged the panda in his arms, turned his head to look back, “Little Uncle’s ring is shiny, so pretty~”

“Is it? Thank you, Xiao Qi.” Wen Cishu also looked down at the ring on his ring finger, noticed by the little cutie.

Bo Yiming also tilted his head, smiling at Xiao Qi, “It’s my two daddies’ wedding ring~”

Xiao Qi’s mouth opened wide, letting out a soft “oh.”

His dazed little look was so cute, making Wen Cishu’s face full of warm smiles, subconsciously turning and rubbing the wedding ring on his ring finger.

[There wasn’t one last episode, why suddenly wear a wedding ring this episode?]

[Ming Zai’s Big Daddy declaring ownership?]

[How could it be, the child is nine years old, what ownership to declare?]

[If it’s a top beauty like this, Ming Zai’s Big Daddy having no sense of security is not surprising at all]

[Is Ming Zai’s Big Daddy watching the screen right now?]

[Hi, Ming Zai’s Big Daddy, happy to share the same wife with you]

[Ming Zai’s Big Daddy: Provoking me? In the third episode, I’ll have my wife wear ten rings!]

[Hahaha, really going to laugh to death]