"A bastard is a bastard, why add an old word?" Zhan Nianbei sat up and looked at Qin Xiaobao sleepily, "Who drove you mother and son away?"

"Heh... Zhan Nianbei, you kicked my son out just as I came home. You are a man after all, don't you dare to admit it if you dare to do it?" Qin Xiaobao was so angry that he raised his foot and wanted to kick Zhan Nianbei again Go, but before the kick hit him, he stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms.

He hugged her and smoothed her hair: "You mother and son should have a good rest when you come back, don't toss about any more."