Knowing that Sister Jiao was coming, he only glanced at her lightly before turning his attention back to the game and asking, "What are you doing here?"

Sister Jiao simply didn't know how to make an expression.

What's going on with this pose...?

This Xiangyang kept calling Brother Qin "Uncle," but even if they were father and son, they shouldn't be this intimate, right?

Seeing that Sister Jiao didn't answer, Qin Gang gave her an impatient look.

When Sister Jiao made eye contact with him, she was immediately startled.

Qin Gang would not ask the same question a second time.

Sister Jiao belatedly realized that a chill was creeping down her spine.

She walked over, put her things down, and whispered, "Brother Qin, I just came to take a look. Well... I'll be going now?"

Qin Gang didn't even bother to give him a look to see him off, and continued playing his game.

When Sister Jiao left, she noticed an apple on the table that had been cut into a strange shape; it was clearly made into a rather complicated shape.

When did Brother Qin start tinkering with these things?

With suspicion in her eyes, Sister Jiao finally left.

After Jiao Jie left, Qin Gang glanced at Xiang Yang in his arms and exposed him: "Still pretending?"

Xiangyang immediately opened his eyes, showing no embarrassment at being exposed, and flattered, "Uncle Qin, you're really amazing. How did you know I was pretending to be asleep?"

Qin Gang didn't tell him how ticklish his neck was from his breath, and while playing a game with one hand, he slapped him on the back with the other.

"Get down!"

"No way," Xiangyang persisted shamelessly, "Uncle Qin, tell me, is it some kind of skill of yours?"

Qin Gang stopped playing the game and looked at Xiangyang in his arms: "...What are you pretending to be asleep for? Don't you like Sister Jiao a lot?"

“Jiao Jie is pretty,” Xiang Yang said with a grin, “but Jiao Jie looks like a scumbag, I’m scared.”

Qin Gang reached out and pinched Xiangyang's ear.

Xiangyang felt a little uncomfortable, flinched, and said, "It tickles~"

Qin Gang paused, then said, "Then you can go down."

Xiangyang immediately adopted a fawning expression, rubbing his ear towards the ear, "Here you go!"

Qin Gang wanted to laugh.

Taking advantage of his good mood, Xiangyang pulled the blanket over himself and even took a bit of his pillow to use as a pillow, saying, "Go to sleep, go to sleep, it's getting dark."

Qin Gang thought to himself, "Never mind."

Xiangyang was woken up in the middle of the night by a noise.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Qin Gang's gaze as he was about to get up.

Xiangyang, still half-asleep and incredibly sleepy, forced his eyes open and asked, "Uncle Qin, what are you going to do?"

Qin Gang: "Go to sleep!"

"Going to the toilet?" Xiangyang forced himself to sit up. "I'll help you go, we'll pee together."

Qin Gang glanced at him, then withdrew his hand from the crutch, and stood there, supporting himself on the bed, waiting for him to get down.

Xiangyang shifted his buttocks, wanting his two legs to dangle down.

Then, Xiangyang sat on the bed with his head down.

Looking at him, Qin Gang: "..."

After about thirty or forty seconds, Xiangyang seemed to suddenly wake up and abruptly raised his head, but he still couldn't open his eyes.

He stood up unsteadily.

What was I supposed to do again?

Xiangyang's mind was a complete blank.

Going to the toilet?

With his eyes closed, Xiangyang swayed unsteadily toward Qin Gang, burying his head in Qin Gang's arms. His voice was muffled and low as he said, "Going to...going to the toilet..."

Qin Gang held onto the bed with one hand and wrapped his other arm around his waist to prevent him from slipping off.

Xiangyang felt very safe and secure with such a strong arm around his waist. He snuggled against Qin Gang's hard and broad chest and went back to sleep.

Qin Gang sighed and gently lifted Xiang Yang's chin with his hand, then pinched his cheek.

Xiangyang subconsciously rubbed his hand against hers.

Qin Gang frowned, frowned, and then inexplicably started to laugh.

I'm speechless!

Qin Gang took the cane with one hand and put his arm around Xiang Yang's waist with the other, lifted him up, and took him to the bathroom.

Once inside, Qin Gang was at a loss for what to do.

Xiangyang still rubbed her face against him, it was unclear whether she had fallen asleep or not.

Qin Gang's eyes were incredibly dark. He leaned on his cane and shifted Xiang Yang's body slightly into his arms.

Xiangyang felt a little uncomfortable. He dreamt that he was on the edge of a cliff, his back rubbing against his chest, and he groaned.

Xiangyang's leg trembled, and he was instantly startled awake.

But once he regained consciousness, this scene was truly devastating for him.

Xiangyang's eyes widened, and he struggled violently in fright.

"who!"

Qin Gang's face had darkened, and he angrily flung his hand away.

Then, from behind him, he said in a sinister tone, "Who do you think I am!"

Xiangyang was startled by his voice and turned to look at him. "Uncle Qin, you scared me to death! I thought... it was a female ghost..."

Qin Gang's face darkened even more upon hearing this.

Xiang Yang quickly grabbed a tissue and started wiping Qin Gang's hand, "Hehe, Uncle Qin, I'm so sorry..."

"..." Xiangyang wiped him clean, then looked at him again and asked, "Huh? How come we're in the bathroom?"

Qin Gang: What do you think?

"I...I said..." Xiangyang tried hard to recall, but couldn't quite remember, so he tentatively asked, "I...I asked you to bring me to the restroom?"

Qin Gang didn't answer him, he just stared at him with a sinister look.

Xiangyang chuckled and said, "Uncle Qin, you really took it seriously? Oh, actually you don't need to worry about me. Just let me hold it in until I can't hold it in anymore, then I'll sober up on my own..."

Xiang Yang laughed more and more as he spoke, "You're the first one to take this seriously."

Seeing that Qin Gang was still staring at him, Xiang Yang became a little scared, swallowed hard, and then quickly said enthusiastically, "Oh, Uncle Qin, is this inconvenient? Let me help you, let me help you!"

As Xiangyang spoke, he reached for his cane, intending to support him so that he could stand more comfortably and steadily.

But before he could even look up and meet Qin Gang's eyes, a sinister and dark voice came from above.

"Get out!"

Xiang Yang swallowed hard; he didn't know why Qin Gang was so angry.

Is it because you feel like you're a nuisance that you hate yourself?

But thinking about it, it was his own idea to be "kind," not Xiangyang's request. Why is he so angry now?

Xiangyang wanted to try again, and after shrinking back slightly from his shout, he still steeled himself and met his eyes, "You, you can't even stand up straight, can you?"

The tension in Qin Gang's eyes vanished instantly, and he abruptly reached out and grabbed Xiang Yang by the back of the neck.