"Hmm." The thin needle pierced into the back of Xiaobao's hand, and he let out a cat-like moan.

Suddenly, Yin Junye's deep eyes shot sharply towards the woman who was giving the acupuncture. His eyes were sinister and his aura was terrifying.

The woman was so frightened that her hand trembled and the needle deflected.

She hurriedly pulled out the needle, sweat breaking out on her forehead as she said, "I, I'll try again."

Yin Junye didn't say anything, but his horrified expression had already given the woman his answer.

Fortunately, this time the woman accurately pierced the blood vessel on the back of Xiaobao's hand. In a trance, she exhaled a deep breath of turbid air.

She reached out and adjusted the infusion speed on the flow regulator, then moved to the side tremblingly, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

The man's eyes were so scary, like a hungry wolf lurking in the middle of the night, as if it would tear you into pieces if you weren't paying attention.

Ruan Zheng was holding the infusion bottle at this time, and from time to time she reached out to touch Xiaobao's hot cheek, her little face full of worry and tension.

Seeing that her cheeks were pale with fear, Yin Junye raised his eyes and glanced at the infusion bottle she was holding high.

He ordered, "Lower." After he finished speaking, he sat down on the ground with his tall and straight body, and his movements were unrestrained.

Then he slightly bent his long, straight right leg so that Xiaobao could better rest his body on his thigh.

"Hmm." The little guy might have felt that the posture was comfortable, and a small sound came out of his little mouth.

Then she turned over and wanted to hug Yin Junye's strong waist, but fortunately he stopped her.

His slender fingers gently pinched the little guy's dirty face, and his brows were filled with anger. "Behave yourself, little brat."

Although he spoke seriously, his dark face was gentle, and if you looked closely, it was as warm as the sunshine, which warmed people's hearts.

Two hours later.

Xiaobao finally finished the injection, the needle was pulled out from the back of his hand, and he slowly opened his eyes.

When the little guy saw that the people in front of him were Yin Junye and Ruan Zheng, his pupils widened in surprise at first.

Immediately, he rubbed his eyes violently with both hands. His movements were cute, but it made Ruan Zheng's heart ache.

She knew that the little guy must think he was dreaming.

Smiling, she moved her face closer to his, pulled his hand close to hers, letting him feel the warmth, but she couldn't help but feel a little sour in her nose.

Seeing that the tears she had finally stopped were about to fall again, Yin Junye flicked her forehead without saying a word.

His voice was gentle and deep, "Don't cry, or I'll dig out your eyes."

What the hell, looking at the bean sprout's red eyes made him feel inexplicably upset.

"Bitch, He Fengcui, you stinky bitch, where the hell are you? Get out here!"

Not far away, Ayong's rude voice echoed in the ears of Ruan Zheng and others.

When Xiaobao heard his voice, his body trembled slightly and he shrank into Yin Junye's arms. The fear was deeply rooted in his heart, entwined like a vine.

Two soft little hands pulled Yin Junye's clothes tightly, and he started to cry.

When Ruan Zheng heard the crying, her heart felt like glass collapsing, and the flying debris made her bleed.

She was wondering what kind of fear could make Xiaobao so insecure and cause him to tremble just by hearing Ayong's voice.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and Xiaobao's body was shaking more and more violently. Ruan Zheng reached out to hug the little guy, but Yin Junye narrowed his eyes and glared at her. His dark gaze fell on her abdomen, and the meaning was self-evident.

Then he rubbed Xiaobao's head with his broad palm and said in a gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, little ghost. Uncle will avenge you."

After saying the word "revenge", he suddenly picked up Xiaobao.

Yin Junye was already very tall, and now that he stood straight, he looked like a god.

Xiaobao hugged his neck, his butt supported by his palm, feeling very safe.

The little guy's eyes were now shining like stars, no longer as dead and frightened as before.

He looked at Yin Junye without blinking, as if he wanted to see his true face through the human skin mask.

Seeing him staring at him, Yin Junye reached out and knocked him on the head, jokingly saying, "Why, don't you recognize your uncle?"

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