"Hmm?" Jinghen sat down by the bed, his hands on either side of Wen Qiao's head. "Did I wake you up?"
"Qi Ming and Wen Shu probably broke up because of what happened with me. He's a good kid. Be gentle with him in the future. Don't just go and scold him..."
Wen Qiao seemed to be talking in her sleep. After speaking, she turned over and fell asleep again, wrapped in blankets.
Jinghen was momentarily stunned, then warmly smiled, propped himself up, brushed Wen Qiao's hair aside, and gently kissed her cheek. "Got it, goodnight, darling."
After tucking Wen Qiao in, Jinghen closed the door and returned to the living room.
Qi Ming was leaning back on the sofa, fast asleep and oblivious. Jinghen walked over and nudged his foot, waking him up. "Get up, go sleep in the room."
"Hmm?" Qi Ming slowly woke up from his slumber, eyes dazed. After seeing Jinghen standing in front of him, he became more awake. "Little uncle."
Jinghen repeated, "Go sleep in the room."
"Oh."
