Chapter 123: Bringing Strong Children

In the underground garage, the uncle and nephew were standing, one in the elevator and the other outside the elevator.

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment.

After a brief confrontation, the quiet air was filled with a subtle atmosphere.

Qin Qi let his hands fall to his sides, silently pinched his finger joints, then took a half step forward and said in a slightly stiff tone: "Uncle, let me do it."

Qin Yanchuan replied calmly: "No need."

Then he added: "Ye Lan is still asleep in the car. Send him back to the room and take good care of his brother."

Hearing this, Qin Zhuan looked at the person in his uncle's arms again, nodded silently, turned slightly sideways and walked out of the elevator.

Qin Yanchuan held Shi Yang in his arms and walked into the elevator.

A few seconds later, the elevator door slowly closed and went to the second floor.

Qin Guo stopped, turned around and looked at the moving elevator, a hint of darkness appeared in his dark eyes.

After a moment, he continued walking towards the parked car in front.

Qin Yelan was still lying in the back seat of the car, his head tilted, one arm and one leg hanging down.

He was sleeping soundly and showed no sign of waking up.

The smell of alcohol coming towards him made Qin Qian frown. He then pulled up his twin brother with an expressionless face, put him on his shoulder without any hesitation, and walked forward with big strides.

All the way to the second floor, when passing by Shi Yang's bedroom, the young man paused slightly and continued to walk forward carrying Qin Yelan.

Qin Yelan felt really uncomfortable being carried like this, and he woke up abruptly from the pain. As soon as he returned to the room, he rushed to the bathroom and vomited, vomiting all over the place.

After vomiting, he was half sober. He rinsed his mouth and washed his face, then staggered out holding onto the wall.

Qin Qi folded his arms, leaned against the bathroom door, glanced at Qin Yelan, and spoke again with a somewhat cold tone: "Where did you take Shi Yang?"

Qin Yelan also glanced at Qin Zhu, then staggered to the sofa and lay down, raising his hand to smooth the wet light golden hair on his forehead.

"You can still go there...the club."

"Oh, by the way..." Qin Yelan's tone was drawn out lazily, and then he pulled the corners of his lips and chuckled, "I also ordered two male models for him. The little idiot had a lot of fun, hugging him left... right."

Hearing this, Qin Qi's face gradually darkened, "Don't bring him harm."

Qin Yelan pretended not to hear it and changed the subject, "Who sent us back just now?"

"Uncle?"

Qin Qiu said nothing.

Qin Yelan had already confirmed it, and he let out a light click of his tongue.

"Brother, you really should learn from your uncle. You are always a step late for everything and can't even smell the warmth of your fart."

"That's called... a rough statement but a true one, right?"

Qin Yelan burped and frowned uncomfortably, still saying, "You have been like this since you were a child. You are not likable."

"This won't work. This really won't work..."

Qin Zhuo didn't know whether he heard it or not. His face became even uglier and his hands hanging at his sides clenched into fists silently.

Although more than ten years have passed, my childhood memories are still clear.

Compared to his lively and active younger brother, Qin Zhuan has been a dull and quiet child since childhood.

Although the mother did not have much affection for them, she was better towards her youngest son, always smiling tenderly and occasionally giving him kisses and hugs.

The unlikable little Qin Zhu could only hide in the corner and watch this scene.

He looks more like his father, and his mother doesn't like his father, nor does she like him much either.

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On the other side, Qin Yanchuan walked into Shi Yang's bedroom and put him on the bed.

Shi Yang smacked his lips unconsciously, turned over again, and his hands seemed to be groping for something on the bed.

Qin Yanchuan was silent for a moment, then walked around to the other side, picked up the cockroach doll lying in the corner, and casually stuffed it into Shi Yang's arms.

Shi Yang hugged his beloved Ah Chang, rubbed him contentedly, and began to mutter:

"Alang...Alang, I will take you to find a cowherd from now on."

Qin Yanchuan's temples twitched slightly. He closed his eyes and resisted the urge to throw Shi Yang off the bed.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Shi Yang shook his head again, "Forget it, let's not look for him anymore, let's look for Qin Yanchuan..."

"Qin Yanchuan is more powerful than the cowherd..."

The man's superior jawline tightened a little, as if he was clenching his back teeth.

After standing there for a while, he turned and walked towards the bathroom, casually rolled up his sleeves, found a towel, wet it with warm water, and then squeezed it dry.

However, when Qin Yanchuan came out of the bathroom with a towel, Shi Yang, who had been lying down, suddenly sat up on his knees with a dazed look in his eyes.

Then, under Qin Yanchuan's gaze, he suddenly lay down on the bed, raised his hands and stuck out his butt.

Just like this, he crawled forward one by one like a long worm.

The picture is extremely strange.

"I am... I am a little caterpillar."

Qin Yanchuan: “…”

Gu Pu reached the end of the bed, and Shi Yang stopped again, turned around and continued to slowly walk back to Gu Pu.

This went back and forth several times.

Qin Yanchuan stood beside the bed holding a towel, watching the scene in silence.

Until Shi Yang fell to the end of the bed again. This time he failed to brake in time and fell to the ground with a thud.

Qin Yanchuan was unable to stop it in time.

The bed was not high, so Shi Yang didn’t feel any pain when he fell, and he didn’t even scream.

He lay face down on the floor, moved his fingers twice, and then crawled up and down on the floor.

Fully automatic mopping machine.

The veins on Qin Yanchuan's forehead twitched slightly, and he finally couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

He walked over in two or three steps, picked up the little caterpillar that was crawling in the dark on the ground, and threw it back onto the bed.

Shi Yang struggled and wanted to get up, but Qin Yanchuan held his shoulders and he could not move.

"Don't move."

Shi Yang struggled restlessly for a few times, then was too tired to lie on the bed motionless, allowing Qin Yanchuan to wipe his face and hands.

After wiping his body, Qin Yanchuan went into the cloakroom and found a set of pajamas for Shi Yang to change into.

After doing all this, Qin Yanchuan's nose tip was covered with sweat, his dry lips were tightly pursed, and his face did not look very good.

The pajamas were buttoned. The man sat on the edge of the bed and used his clean and slender hands to slowly button up Shi Yang's shirt one by one.

Who knew that when he was tying the top two, Shi Yang suddenly sat up from the bed, and his drunken face suddenly appeared in front of Qin Yanchuan.

Qin Yanchuan stopped moving his hands.

He looked at Shi Yang's face swaying in front of him, her eyes filled with mist, her cheeks rosy in the whiteness, and her lips stained red by the smell of alcohol opening and closing.

"Handsome brother, you are so handsome."

"Give me a kiss, please."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hands and cupped the handsome guy's cheeks, then raised his head slightly and kissed the corner of the handsome guy's pursed lips.