He tilted his head and kissed his cheek.
"Qinghe, I've been waiting for you all along."
Not to be outdone, Xie Jun possessed the thin blanket and pressed herself against her senior brother.
One corner of the blanket lifted and rubbed against Xiao Qinghe's other cheek.
Clatter...
The sound of something falling came from behind them.
At some point, Aunt Hong had appeared in the doorway. She stared at the bizarre scene, utterly stunned.
The bag of groceries in her hand spilled all over the floor, but she didn't even notice.
"Y-you..."
At that very moment, what Aunt Hong saw was-
A certain Bai, with decidedly improper intentions, sitting beside Xiao Qinghe's bed, holding him and even stealing a kiss!
On the other side, a paranormal blanket had wrapped itself around Xiao Qinghe and was rubbing against him!
The scene was far too much to take.
"Please let me explain..."
"Xiao Qinghe, get over here!"
Her roar was loud and powerful.
I'm done for!
Soon, the four of them faced off.
Aunt Hong's chest heaved as she glared at Xiao Qinghe, her entire worldview seemingly on the verge of collapse.
Xiao Qinghe sat in the posture of a repentant offender, drenched in cold sweat.
Bai Yuqing sat beside him with his back straight, momentarily at a loss for how to begin.
Noticing that Xiao Qinghe was even more nervous than he was, the fingertips of his lowered hand turning white, Bai Yuqing reached out and took his hand without thinking.
He gave it a gentle squeeze.
A silent reassurance.
He looked at Aunt Hong, his expression solemn.
"Aunt Hong, don't blame Qinghe. Qinghe never meant to hide anything from you. If you must blame someone, blame me."
Aunt Hong pinched the bridge of her nose, exhausted in body and mind.