When Uncle Tong came in, he heard Qin Qiao’s words and immediately broke into a cold sweat.

When he looked again, he saw a dog in Zhan Qing’s arms. When was there a dog here?

He rubbed his eyes. The dog was still in Zhan Qing’s arms—it was definitely a dog…

“Why is there a dog?”

Obviously, Ninth Master did not bring a dog home nor did Young Master Qin.

Could it be that the dog had been in the house this whole time?

So, when he thought he heard a dog bark before, he really must have heard it right. There really was a dog at home!

“You wouldn’t know if he hides people in the house one day.”

Zhan Qing saw the change in Uncle Tong’s expression and knew that he was not aware that Qin Qiao secretly kept a dog.

But then, of all the people, why did Candy only bite him?

“Ninth Master, I really don’t know about this. I don’t see it running out or hear it bark…”

A layer of sweat covered Uncle Tong’s forehead. He seemed to recall how Ninth Master hated little cats and dogs with thick fur.

“Here.” Zhan Qing threw Candy to Uncle Tong, who then looked at the man with pitiful eyes.

It seemed to be saying, “Hug…”

“Do I throw it out? Ninth Master, Young Master Qin…”

Uncle Tong was in a dilemma. It was obvious that Young Master Qin was drunk and did not know anything. Wouldn’t it be bad if he just threw his dog away?

After all, there would be feelings attached after raising it for some time.

When Candy heard that it was about to be thrown away, it barked at Qin Qiao who was sitting dazedly on the bed. It seemed to say, “Wake up quickly, I will be thrown away and you will never see me again…”

“Give it something to eat and drink, it…”

Zhan Qing was already having a headache with Candy’s barking, but before he could finish his words, Qin Qiao interrupted him.

“Shh. Candy, don’t talk. You’re naughty!”

Qin Qiao said this to Zhan Qing all because he was the one talking. It was as if she treated Zhan Qing as Candy.

Zhan Qing’s jaw clenched and the vein on his forehead protruded out. “Do you have a death wish?!”

Zhan Qing got onto the bed and grabbed her arm to drag her out of bed.

But, looking at her waving her index finger as if to ‘shh’ him down…

The word ‘cute’ entered his brain. Why was he thinking that Qin Qiao was cute again and again?

“Ninth Uncle? Haha. We slept together before!”

Qin Qiao held Zhan Qing’s face and laughed. Her red face looked charming.

Candy buried its face into Uncle Tong’s arms and muttered in its heart. “It’s not suitable for a dog. It’s not suitable for a dog. It’s not fair that I haven’t found a mate yet…”

Uncle Tong’s face turned red. Young Master Qin was usually shy and introverted.

After getting drunk, how did he muster the courage to say these words to Ninth Master?

Slept together? This child must be very drunk. Nobody could touch Ninth Master’s bed…

Zhan Qing glanced at Uncle Tong and he immediately left with Candy in his arms.

Qin Qiao was still holding Zhan Qing’s face and was frowning slightly. She was thinking in her heart. Who is this? How can he be more handsome than me?

“We slept together?” Zhan Qing did not take Qin Qiao’s hands away.

Because he wanted to see how drunk Qin Qiao was to not even recognize him.

“Mm, we slept together before. That night we… slept together!”

Qin Qiao’s face turned redder when she said this. It was safe to say that she even looked a bit dazed.

Qin Qiao subconsciously knew that the man in front of her was Zhan Qing, but her brain was muddled.