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“…What?” the drunk Shen Qing asked subconsciously. In truth, his mind was completely empty, and he hadn’t processed what the Big Boss was saying at all.

Gu Huaiyu gave a slight nod: “It shouldn’t be called rekindling old feelings. It was a one-sided infatuation to begin with.”

He continued in that flat tone.

Without the slightest hint of inflection.

But it also caused the person hunched over and curled up in the corner of the car to shrink himself even further into a ball.

Feeling even colder, Shen Qing: “…?”

The cheeks of the drunk person were flushed with an unnatural red.

Having already been badgered about love quite a bit by Shen Yuan today, Shen Qing mumbled, “What feelings and love are you talking about…”

Suddenly, his alcohol-numbed brain processed the rest of it, and he instantly straightened his back: “…Assistant Tian said you were waiting for me this whole time? How long did you wait?”

The young man’s eyes suddenly widened as he looked at the man on the other side of the car.

He was starting to worry about the Big Boss’s health again. After all, nothing was more important than life.

Just as he had grumbled earlier, whatever feelings and love there were, none of it was as important as staying alive.

And what Shen Qing was incredibly certain of was that, no matter what, he wanted Gu Huaiyu to live—the longer, the better.

He felt that President Gu’s complexion seemed even paler than usual. The handsome, cold face was as white as frost and snow, his complexion looking terrible.

Shen Qing couldn’t help but say anxiously, “It’s not like I wasn’t coming back, what did you come out to wait for me for?”

Because he was anxious, and because he had long ceased to fear the other party, his tone naturally carried a hint of affectionate reproach: “Besides, since you came, you could have just had someone go in and call me, or given me a phone call and I would have come out. It’s not like…”

“Shen Qing,” Gu Huaiyu interrupted him with a cold tone.

The inside of the car instantly fell dead silent.

Shen Qing was still looking at Gu Huaiyu, but could only see the Big Boss’s profile.

At this moment, the Big Boss maintained a posture of looking straight ahead, his eyes slightly lowered. Aside from those long, fine eyelashes, nothing else could be seen.

Even the gloominess that was usually visible from his profile was gone.

There was nothing. Just a blank slate, making it impossible for anyone to guess what he was thinking.

Such a Gu Huaiyu was undoubtedly terrifying.

But it also inexplicably made one feel that he was very lonely.

A moment later, Gu Huaiyu let out a soft sigh and continued concisely, merely saying, “Let’s go home. Don’t stay out this late next time.”

Shen Qing: “…”

He blinked, not knowing what to say.

Actually, it wasn’t even that late right now. It was just that after having the cubs at home, their overall sleeping schedule seemed to have shifted earlier, making ten o’clock feel a bit late.

And it was indeed just as Tian Yi had said. Gu Huaiyu had asked him earlier what time he would be back, and Shen Qing had answered eight o’clock.

…In truth, if he hadn’t discovered that shocking fact, perhaps Shen Qing would have returned by early evening.

For the latter half of the party, everyone had gathered together to either play billiards, bowling, or poker. A group of young men and women eating and drinking together had been quite fun.

But given the stamina of a homebody like Shen Qing, staying out until six or seven would have been his absolute limit.

However, wasn’t it because he suspected he was no longer straight? His emotions were fluctuating wildly, and on top of that, he had drank alcohol, so he had started endlessly drinking and spacing out with Shen Yuan and the others.

And ended up playing until now.

But even though he had drank, and his mind was empty and his reactions slow, Shen Qing still noticed the helplessness in the Big Boss’s tone, as well as the traceless accommodation he was showing him—

He had waited for him for so long, yet in the end, he merely said, ‘don’t stay out this late next time.’

…

“Wu wu wu.” The flushed-cheeked Shen Qing suddenly stopped shrinking back and directly threw himself in the Big Boss’s direction.

Upon hearing his whimpering, Gu Huaiyu subconsciously turned his head, but before he could react, the young man who threw himself over had already directly hugged him.

The smell of alcohol on the young man was heavy. It was also mingled with other scents—the smell of that restaurant, the smell of the party—all scents that did not belong to the young man himself.

All of this made Gu Huaiyu frown instinctively.

He couldn’t smell that fresh strawberry scent anymore.

However, the young man who had thrown himself over to hug him and buried himself in his chest still had a bright and handsome face. Those faintly red cheeks looked even more delicate and gorgeous than usual, his eyes shining brightly like starlight, and his smile even sweeter.

…He was whimpering just a second ago, but now he was smiling.

Gu Huaiyu was completely helpless.

So he remained motionless, allowing this little drunkard to cling to him and go crazy.

The little drunkard Shen Qing spoke intermittently: “Big Boss, if you’re like this… I won’t be able to bear it.”

“Oh?”

Hearing this, Gu Huaiyu raised an eyebrow. He originally knew the young man was drunk and didn’t intend to argue with him, but fumigated by the alcohol on the other party, he still asked:

“Me being like this makes you unable to bear it?”

There was anger in his voice, along with a suppressed, solitary coldness.

This made his voice exceptionally magnetic, its penetrating power astonishing within this narrow car cabin.

Shen Qing was already lying on the other’s chest to begin with. When Gu Huaiyu spoke, vibrated by that magnetic voice, his cheeks couldn’t help but flush even redder.

He had to press against the Big Boss’s shoulders to straighten his own back, attempting to distance himself from the center of that enchanting voice.

But unfortunately, the car took another turn. Having no strength in his hands, he completely failed to push himself up, and ultimately ended up lying right back in Gu Huaiyu’s embrace.

And completely forgot to answer his question.

Gu Huaiyu: “…”

He maintained his motionless state.

Only after a moment did he slowly lower his eyes to look at the young man again.

At this moment, Shen Qing spoke again: “Anyway, don’t wait for me next time. Even if you wait for me, don’t come out to pick me up. Even if you pick me up, don’t wait outside for so long… Couldn’t you have sent someone in to call me?”

Hearing this, Gu Huaiyu fell silent, unsure if these were the sleep-talking ramblings of the young man.

But a moment later, he still spoke slowly, his voice profound: “If I went to call you, wouldn’t that be interrupting you, and making it even more unbearable for you.”

“Wu?”

Shen Qing lifted his head slightly, raising his eyes to look at Gu Huaiyu. His eyes, reddened from the alcohol, were somewhat misty and watery.

He hadn’t realized that the “unable to bear it” he mentioned earlier was completely different from what Gu Huaiyu thought it meant.

Facing the strangely-toned Big Boss, Shen Qing shook his head vigorously: “I wouldn’t, you’re my husband after all.”

“…” A glint flashed through Gu Huaiyu’s eyes.

After saying that, Shen Qing lay back down in the other’s embrace, muttering softly: “Look at Lu Jingyi, he just went in and took Shen Yuan away.”

Gu Huaiyu: “…”

The drunk young man still didn’t forget to mention Shen Yuan, which made Gu Huaiyu frown slightly again.

But connecting the conversation from before and after, his thin eyelids drooped. Feeling somewhat puzzled, yet also carrying a hint of expectation, he looked at the young man: “You wished I had gone in and taken you away?”

“…Well, not exactly,” Shen Qing mumbled, his articulation slightly slurred.

Gu Huaiyu: “…”

Shen Qing: “Anyway, you need to protect your own health, you know?”

Gu Huaiyu: “…”

His expression changed again.

Becoming weird once more.

Shen Qing then started whimpering again: “If you’re like this, I’ll worry, okay? And my heart will ache too. If anything happens to you… what will I, Duo Duo, and Ao Zai do!”

Although the whimpering was basically fake crying—the kind of dry howling without tears.

But Shen Qing still couldn’t help but pout his lips, looking as if Ming Bao had possessed him.

He fake-cried in Gu Huaiyu’s embrace, while Gu Huaiyu raised a hand to steady his shoulder.

With just one hand, he easily forced the young man’s upper body upright. Lowering his eyes to look at him, Gu Huaiyu spoke slowly: “You worry about me. And… your heart aches for me.”

His deep voice sounded almost like a murmur.

But it sounded even sexier.

Shen Qing felt he was definitely possessed by a demon today, because upon hearing this voice, he suddenly felt his face burn up.

Not only did he pat his own cheeks and say, “Yeah.”

At the same time, he thought with grievances in his heart: I might have bent, and it’s all because of you.

Thinking this, Shen Qing stopped leaning against the Big Boss and continued to shrink back, curling himself into a ball.

Wu, he still had a lot of things to think about carefully…

Gu Huaiyu’s gaze subconsciously chased the direction the young man retreated. He froze for a long moment, then slowly closed his eyes.

Finally, he turned his gaze back to the window.

Outside, the lights were brilliantly illuminated, the tree shadows dancing and swaying as if there were no end to them.

The rest of the journey passed in silence.

Upon arriving home, the car drove straight into the villa. Gu Huaiyu reached out to touch the young man beside him, originally thinking he had fallen asleep.

But unexpectedly, the moment the car door opened, the young man curled into a ball suddenly unfurled his body, scrambled out of the car, and ran off without a trace.

Gu Huaiyu: “…”

“President Gu, please.”

The bodyguards handed him his cane. Gu Huaiyu chose not to use it, but instead stepped directly out of the car.

Even though he had practiced quite a bit over the last few days, his legs, which hadn’t been exercised in years, still lacked strength.

Sitting in the wheelchair pushed over by the bodyguards, Gu Huaiyu returned to the living room. Again, he originally thought the young man had gone straight upstairs.

But unexpectedly, catching a glimpse from the corner of his eye on the way to the elevator, he found Shen Qing sprawled out crookedly on a nearby sofa.

…

The young man half-leaning, half-lying there still had his eyes closed. His expression was as peaceful as if he were asleep, and his posture was very salted-fish-like.

Gu Huaiyu steered his wheelchair over to the young man. Looking down from above at the slender figure who had seemingly curled back into a ball on the sofa due to his arrival, his voice couldn’t help but deepen: “Get up.”

“Wu?”

The person attempting to curl into a ball on the sofa slowly opened his eyes upon hearing the voice. Perhaps because the overhead chandelier was too glaring, Shen Qing subconsciously used his hand to shield his face.

The slightly loose cuff slipped down, revealing a section of pale, smooth wrist.

Through the gaps between his fingers, Shen Qing looked at Gu Huaiyu beside him.

“Get up, go back and sleep,” Gu Huaiyu’s voice was cold and stern.

“…I’m not going back.”

Hearing this, the young man directly dropped his hand and muttered, “I’m sleeping right here tonight.”

“…Shen Qing.”

Gu Huaiyu raised his hand again and tapped the center of his own brow, trying his best to restrain himself: “Get up first.”

However, the young man on the sofa remained completely unmoved. Instead, he adjusted his curled-up posture and direction, continuing to murmur: “I won’t! …Tonight… I’m sleeping by myself. I’m sleeping right here tonight.”

Hearing this, Gu Huaiyu suddenly stood up: “What kind of drunken madness is this?”

Saying that, he reached out to pull the young man on the sofa.

But Shen Qing, who had curled himself up into the sofa, was jolted by his cold, strict voice and subconsciously opened his eyes again.

The corners of his eyes were tinged with red. Within those slightly dark red, deep eyes lay a hint of being startled and aggrieved, completely mismatched with the young man’s usual bright and sunny expression.

This made Gu Huaiyu’s movement subconsciously pause.

However, the next second, the young man on the sofa suddenly sprang up and reached out to pull him.

…

Caught off guard, Gu Huaiyu tumbled down onto the sofa.

And the young man who had reached out to pull him without warning fell right on top of him.

Gu Huaiyu raised his hand, subconsciously protecting the young man’s waist.

But the young man lying on top of him paid absolutely no mind to the current position and posture the two of them were in. Not only did he arch his back and prop up his waist, but he also planted both hands on the backrest of the sofa on either side of Gu Huaiyu.

…

The young man, close at hand, had faintly red cheeks and lips as red as if they’d been painted.

Gu Huaiyu stared straight at him, not moving either.

His eyelashes fluttered up and drooped down, repeating this several times. Seeing the young man still hovering over him, Gu Huaiyu finally couldn’t help but ask, “What are you doing?”

His hoarse voice was deep and lingering.

“I…”

Shen Qing patted his own head.

After patting it, he kept his hands propped against the back of the chair behind Gu Huaiyu. His mind was entirely filled with the conversation of the two people he had eavesdropped on earlier that day during the wall-pinning incident.

During the day, after returning from the restroom, he had gone to ask Shen Yuan. He asked him how “his straight guy friend” was supposed to determine whether he only liked that one male friend, or if he had bent entirely.

Shen Yuan’s answer was: “It’s simple. Have your straight guy friend kiss that male friend again, hug him, sleep with him, and see if he feels anything. Or, you could set up a control group and find another man to try hugging and kissing to see if there’s any feeling.”

At the time, Shen Qing felt what he said made a lot of sense.

Then, at the restaurant, while the buzz of alcohol was strong, he actually did encounter “another man” who looked somewhat pleasing to his eye.

That person was just someone from the next table who came over to hang out with them. He was also the slender, gentle, and clean-looking type, and Shen Qing found him relatively agreeable to look at.

But it was merely agreeable to look at; he didn’t have any other thoughts or feelings.

Even the occasional patting of shoulders or slinging an arm over the back was, at most, the kind shared between good bros…

He had even secretly compared this person to Gu Huaiyu in his mind, feeling that while this person was thin, his features weren’t deep enough, his gaze wasn’t sharp enough, and the shape of his lips wasn’t thin and properly aligned enough…

Yes, ever since he felt he was abnormal, Shen Qing would constantly think of Gu Huaiyu.

He would think about how he and Gu Huaiyu had never patted each other’s shoulders or slung arms over each other’s backs, and how hard it was to imagine himself standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the Big Boss, hugging like good bros.

In his heart and eyes, President Gu was still high above, not on the same level.

But every time he actually got close to him, he would subconsciously relax and treat him like an ordinary person. It really felt like… partners who had been together for a long time…

Just like right now.

Shen Qing’s body was half-pressing against the other. Even though he was suspended mid-air, the distance between him and Gu Huaiyu was still incredibly close.

So close that the Big Boss was forced to face him looking upward.

By slightly lowering his eyes, Shen Qing could see the other’s two sharply-lined thin lips, his distinct and handsome jawline, and that prominent, sexy Adam’s apple…

Staring at those pale lips for a long time, Shen Qing’s brain was sluggishly and slowly pondering—Should I really do what Shen Yuan said and try kissing him?

He started to panic again.

Now Shen Qing knew this probably wasn’t panic, but the sensation of his disobedient heart beating frantically.

Being this close, his breath was filled with the woody fragrance on the Big Boss—luxurious yet low-key, intense yet elegant. It made him feel a little nervous, but also highly stimulated.

They just stared at each other like this.

Shen Qing was still locked in an internal battle.

In truth, his current posture was not respectful at all, and would make anyone feel bewildered.

—If Gu Huaiyu were a crude or impatient person, he should have indifferently opened those gloomy, sharp phoenix eyes and then shoved him away.

But the Big Boss didn’t.

One of the other’s hands was even loosely resting on his waist the entire time, indulging him, but also protecting him.

…In a daze, Shen Qing remembered Gu Huaiyu’s past admonition to him—

“Protect your waist.”

He had said that.

Wu wu wu, his husband was just too nice of a person.

Why didn’t he feel nervous when interacting with this person?

Because Gu Huaiyu was always gentle at home.

He wouldn’t scare him, wouldn’t harm him.

Shen Qing suddenly felt that it wasn’t strange at all for him to like such a good person; there was absolutely no need to agonize over it.

…Oh no, wait, he still needed to agonize a little.

After all, the Big Boss didn’t have much time left to live!

…But he originally hadn’t planned on finding a partner in this world anyway. At least until he raised the two cubs, he didn’t want to get them a step-uncle… ah no, it should be called a stepmother now.

He had no intention of finding another stepmother to make things difficult for the two cubs or let them be bullied again.

So the Big Boss was likely the only person in this world he could fall in love with. No matter how he thought about it, he should seize the opportunity…

Wait, no, that’s not right.

Even if he liked the other party, it didn’t mean Gu Huaiyu liked him back!

He still remembered the last time he accidentally pressed against the Big Boss’s lips, and the sharpness and scrutiny in the other’s eyes as he looked at him…

No, no, no.

Shen Qing felt he shouldn’t belittle himself too much either. Although he wasn’t a heartthrob like Shen Yuan, he had received plenty of love letters growing up too! Why couldn’t he make the Big Boss like him…

No, wait, what was he even thinking? Gu Huaiyu was going to kick the bucket! Like or not, were they supposed to play out the tragedy of the Butterfly Lovers?!

…

Such an intense internal battle, frantically tugging back and forth.

Shen Qing felt like his head was about to explode.

But then he would go on to think: even when a pet dies, the owner feels sad for a long time, let alone a human…

After thinking that, he couldn’t control himself from continuing to think: But even if President Gu were to pass away right now, I would still be heartbroken. That’s just human nature, right? After all, Gu Huaiyu really treats me so well…

His vision was suddenly caught by the flash of the watch on his wrist, and all the times the other party had treated him well in the past reappeared in his mind.

Shen Qing couldn’t help but lower his eyes again, his gaze locking onto the other’s pale lips.

Only then did he realize that, without knowing it, the distance between him and the Big Boss had pulled incredibly close.

So close that Shen Qing had to make an effort to look down just to clearly see the position of the other’s lips.

So close he could clearly smell the fragrance on him.

So close their breaths intertwined.

“…”

When he raised his eyes again, Shen Qing’s gaze collided straight into the other’s eyes.

…

His eyelashes fluttered involuntarily. Finally, he leaned in closer—

Peck.

…

Pressing against those dry, cool lips once more, Shen Qing’s heart beat even harder.

Although it was merely another simple press, touching and immediately parting.

Afterward, the hands he had propped against the sofa backrest subconsciously exerted force, his tender white fingertips turning slightly pale.

Seen from behind, the young man’s shoulder blades became prominently jagged, the lean line of his waist pulled taut, trembling uncontrollably because he was using too much force—

In that moment, Shen Qing felt the hand resting on his waist suddenly exert force as well, that icy palm seemingly gaining a bit more warmth.

But he still kept his back arched and forcefully propped his upper body up. Feeling all the hot blood in his body surging to his face, his cheeks felt like they were about to be burned thoroughly red…

Ah, Mom, what did I just do?

The lingering, exquisite sensation on his lips constantly stimulated his nerves, reminding him of what he had just done.

Shen Qing’s eyes darted around uncontrollably, not daring to spare the other party a single glance.

In such a posture, at such a close distance, when his breath was entirely filled with the other’s scent.

Their skin flushed together, the alcohol rushing to his head—Shen Qing felt a rare wave of panic.

…He was really a mess, everything was a mess.

Realizing what he had actually done, Shen Qing exhaled heavily, turned his face away, and tried to get up.

However, the man who had been pinned beneath him the entire time suddenly pulled him back. As scalding skin met his, Gu Huaiyu suddenly used a method Shen Qing didn’t even understand to reverse their positions, pinning him down onto the sofa.

“What are you doing?”

The deep, hoarse voice suddenly rang out, his chest vibrating like elegant piano notes.

However, Gu Huaiyu’s expression right now could absolutely not be called noble or elegant.

This man, whom everyone feared and dreaded, displayed an incredibly strong, aggressive invasiveness as he pressed down over Shen Qing face-to-face.

The heavy sense of oppression left Shen Qing unable to breathe.

At this moment, Shen Qing was pressed flat on his back against the sofa. Both the intoxicating alcohol and the oppressive presence immobilized him—not to mention being stared at and scrutinized face-to-face at such close range.

His face couldn’t help but burn even redder.

Shen Qing had to look away.

He felt he truly couldn’t withstand the other’s silent, scrutinizing gaze.

Time seemed to freeze, yet it also felt like a long time had passed in a flash.

Shen Qing didn’t speak the entire time.

Until Gu Huaiyu gently raised a hand, his long, cold fingertips brushing against his burning cheek to force his head straight.

In their locked gazes once more, Gu Huaiyu tapped his well-proportioned finger against his jaw, seriously pressing him again: “Do you know what you are doing, hmm?”

“I know…”

Since he already knew the answer and couldn’t move anyway, Shen Qing’s voice carried a sense of sudden liberation, sounding as if he were just throwing caution to the wind: “I’m kissing you.”

Gu Huaiyu: “…”

This time it was Gu Huaiyu who couldn’t maintain eye contact with him. His gaze subconsciously darted away.

He also rose slightly.

As his head lifted, Shen Qing’s previously blocked line of sight was restored. The bright white light of the overhead chandelier entered his vision, along with…

Why did he see a little milk-white bunny draped over the railing of the second-floor lounge?

“…Ao Zai?”

His eyes widened instantly, and he sobered up completely.

Hearing his voice, Gu Huaiyu followed his gaze and turned to look upstairs. Sure enough, he saw Ao Zai, wearing a little bunny onesie, standing up there. With his chubby cheeks and two soft, white bunny ears standing straight up, he was looking sleepily in their direction.

“…Daddy?”

Upstairs, the little bunny Ao Zai tilted his head. The long ears on his head swayed with the movement, letting out a crisp, milky little voice.

The daddies downstairs: “…”

What happened next could only be described as utter chaos.

Upon discovering that Ao Zai was upstairs watching them… Shen Qing and Gu Huaiyu couldn’t help but exchange a glance. Then President Gu swiftly got up, and Shen Qing also got up as fast as he could, running all the way upstairs.

“Ao… Little Ao Ao~!”

He arrived at the second floor. The cub in the bunny onesie was still looking down in confusion, and upon realizing that his little daddy had run upstairs, raised a chubby little paw to rub his eyes.

“Little Daddy.” Ao Zai: “What were you and Big Daddy doing.”

“We were…” For a moment, Shen Qing didn’t know how to answer, and could only say: “We weren’t doing anything.”

“But it looked like you were fighting.” Ao Zai’s big round eyes were squinted right now, a tiny droplet of water still hanging on his long eyelashes, as if he had just yawned. His eyelids drooped, looking lethargic.

Then, he did a rare thing and pouted his little mouth, narrating: “I saw you press Big Daddy down, and then Big Daddy pressed you down…”

Shen Qing: “…”

Running out halfway through his sleep, Ao Zai was much softer and cuter than usual. Even his voice was soft, transforming completely from the tough, unyielding Dragon傲天 (Long Aotian/Gary Stu) cub into an adorably clueless little milk baby.

Shen Qing’s heart was about to melt from his soft little childish voice.

Even though he knew Ao Zai saw him pressing Gu Huaiyu down, and Gu Huaiyu pressing him down… Wait, just how long had this kid been watching from upstairs?!

But luckily, he didn’t see them…

“And you bit Big Daddy. Why did Little Daddy bite Big Daddy?”

Just waking up and still groggy, Ao Zai persisted in his pronunciation.

And Shen Qing noticed that after only half a day apart, this cub’s pronunciation of “Daddy” had become very accurate; it was simply rapid progress…

Wait, so he did see him… kiss???

Shen Qing subconsciously glanced downstairs and saw that the thin, slender, but tall President Gu had returned to his wheelchair, and was currently looking up at him.

“…”

Another uncontrollable palpitation immediately followed.

Shen Qing didn’t dare to look down anymore. Instead, he scooped the little cub up from the floor and, while carrying him back, said in a low voice: “Little Daddy didn’t bite Big Daddy, and we weren’t fighting.”

“Wu?”

Picked up, the chubby bunny subconsciously hugged the adult’s neck.

The little milk-white dumpling sat properly on one of Shen Qing’s arms, much more well-behaved than usual.

Shen Qing couldn’t help but ask him: “It’s so late, why aren’t you sleeping properly? What did you run out for?”

“Ao Zai wanted to get his robot,” the milky little cub rubbed his eyes again and said.

Only then did Shen Qing learn that he woke up halfway through his sleep, couldn’t quite fall back asleep, and suddenly thought of his robot.

In the past, when they didn’t have a playroom, the robots were piled up in the cubs’ bedroom for them to use freely.

Now that the robots were all placed in the playroom, Ao Zai wasn’t quite used to it and kept wanting to hug one to sleep.

Understanding the situation, Shen Qing carried him to the playroom to find the robot.

By this time, Gu Huaiyu had also come up to the second floor and was following silently behind them, looking a bit like he was acting as their escort.

Ao Zai found the robot he wanted very smoothly.

Handing the big robot over to Big Daddy to hold temporarily, the still-sleep-addled Ao Zai continued to cling to Little Daddy’s neck, his short little legs dangling back and forth.

And as they passed the small lounge, Ao Zai looked down and suddenly remembered again: “So why did Little Daddy bite Big Daddy?”

Shen Qing: “Ah, cough, cough, cough!”

He subconsciously looked at the cubs’ Big Daddy.

Gu Huaiyu also looked at him.

Clearly, he had no intention of helping him explain, and there was also confusion in the Big Boss’s eyes.

Shen Qing: “…I told you I didn’t bite him.”

Ao Zai still didn’t forget to investigate further: “Then what were you doing?”

Having just drunk a lot of alcohol and forcing himself to be sober, but still not quite sober, Shen Qing: “…”

He felt his headache worsening.

“We…”

He truly couldn’t think of how to answer Ao Zai. Suddenly, the door to the cubs’ bedroom opened, and a rather skinny little dinosaur dragging a big tail walked out.

The main lights were on in the hallway. Duo Duo, who had also just woken up, squinted uncomfortably, his mouth still calling his younger brother’s nickname.

When Shen Qing saw this cub, his first reaction was to remember just how much Duo Duo used to worry about his and President Gu’s emotional relationship.

He felt he couldn’t let Ao Zai tell his older brother that he was fighting with their Big Daddy.

Filled with strong conviction, Shen Qing hurriedly lowered his voice and spoke right by Ao Zai’s little ear: “Don’t tell your brother about what happened tonight between Little Daddy and Big Daddy, okay?”

“Da?” Ao Zai hooked his little leg, not understanding at all why he couldn’t tell his brother.

Shen Qing: “…Because we weren’t fighting, it was a kiss. But if Ao Zai can’t explain it clearly, your brother will worry. Ao Zai doesn’t want his brother to worry, right?”

…Shen Qing already didn’t know what kind of nonsense he was spouting with such a straight face.

But incredibly, Ao Zai was actually convinced by him.

With his two long ears standing straight up, the little bunny nodded obediently, and Ao Zai said in his milky voice: “Okay then, Ao Zai won’t tell brother that you were kissing.”

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