The next second, he pinched her cheek.

"You think I've never played a game before? When you're gaming, text messages pop up on screen."

"I just didn't see it..." Yang Xintian insisted stubbornly.

But her tone quickly softened. "Mmm... let go of me! Not here... If Zi Xuan sees us, we're done for..."

Yang Xintian kept pounding on his chest.

Gradually, however, the force of her pounding lessened, and her arms slowly wrapped around his neck. Her eyes grew misty as she started to cooperate. After the kiss ended, she finally came to her senses.

Huh? Was I just possessed? Why did I suddenly lose all resistance to his kisses? That bad uncle must have cast a spell on me. Yes, that has to be it. It's not my fault. It's not because I was craving that wonderful, warm kiss. Right, that must be it.

"Mmm..." Her lips were captured by his once again.

No, I have to resist! Resi... well, since we've already kissed, I might as well critique him a little longer. I'll see what kind of magic he's really using, hmph! I'll settle the score with him later.

And so, they kissed and parted, only to kiss again a moment later. This endless "critique" finally made Yang Xintian realize something: Uncle Sun must have some kind of magic in his mouth; otherwise, there was no way it could be so attractive to her.

Their lips parted once more. This time, Yang Xintian took the initiative to lean in for another kiss, but a finger pressed against her lips stopped her. She gave him a dissatisfied look as he pointed toward the bed.

Yang Xintian looked over and covered her mouth in shock. She saw Xiang Zixuan, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly turn over and begin talking in her sleep. Her voice was faint, just a muffled murmur. "Daddy... don't go! Don't leave Zi Xuan all alone... Uncle Sun... are you abandoning me too...? Sob..."

Her words made Sun Dasheng's brow furrow. He glared down at Yang Xintian in his arms. "Look at what you've done."

Yang Xintian just smiled innocently and whispered, "Uncle Sun, you can't blame me for this. I was just using that as an excuse earlier. Who would've thought she actually has feelings for you? I just happened to hit the nail right on the head."

"What nonsense are you talking about? She's just a child."

Yang Xintian disliked that remark. "And who isn't a child? You still went for it, didn't you, Uncle Sun?"

"Cough, cough..." Sun Dasheng nearly choked on the little devil's audacious words. He glanced at the bed; the girl was still fast asleep, not having been woken by their conversation.

"Let's go somewhere else," Sun Dasheng said, preparing to carry her out of the room.

But she stopped him. "Wait a minute. Is she reaching for something?"

Sun Dasheng looked over. She wasn't just talking in her sleep anymore; she seemed to be having a nightmare. Her hands kept groping for the spot where Yang Xintian had been sleeping, as if she were desperately trying to find something to hold onto.

"Will she wake up if we just leave?" Yang Xintian asked.

"It's possible," Sun Dasheng nodded. He let go of her, setting her down. "You should go back to her."

"Okay, good night, Uncle Sun." As if she'd been granted a pardon, Yang Xintian scurried back to Xiang Zixuan's side. She even took the other girl's hand and placed it around her own waist, allowing herself to be held tightly. Then, she flashed Sun Dasheng a triumphant smile, as if she had finally gotten one back on him.

Sun Dasheng didn't bother arguing with her and turned to go back to his room. He had only taken a few steps when he heard her call out from behind him, "Uncle Sun, wait!"

"What now?" Sun Dasheng asked, turning around.

With a pained expression, Yang Xintian scrambled out of bed and lifted her shirt, revealing the skin on her waist. There were several clear scratch marks on it. "Uncle Sun, Zi Xuan must be having a nightmare! Her scratching really hurts!"

Sun Dasheng looked at her miserable expression, which formed an amusing contrast with the triumphant smile she had worn just moments before. "And who was it that was looking so smug just now?"

"Uncle Sun, I was wrong, okay?" Yang Xintian pleaded, resorting to her coquettish charms.

Her eyes darted about as she proposed a seemingly viable plan. "You're tough-skinned; you won't mind getting scratched. How about you sleep over there in my place, and I'll sleep in your room?"

"Oh? And what happens when she wakes up tomorrow morning and sees me sleeping next to her instead of you? How do we handle that?" Sun Dasheng tossed the problem right back at her. Too late to try and make me take the fall now.

"She's your best friend. A few scratches from a friend are no big deal. Be a good girl and go back to sleep." Now it was Sun Dasheng's turn to gloat.

"But... it hurts..." Yang Xintian was at a loss. Is this instant karma? It came so fast! "Please, good Uncle, you have to help me..."

"And what's in it for me?" Sun Dasheng asked.

"Does an uncle really need a reason to help his niece?" Yang Xintian played dumb.

"Sorry, but this uncle isn't the kind-hearted type. Bye, good night!" Sun Dasheng said, turning to leave.

But she grabbed his hand, her eyes pleading. "Then how about this: Uncle Sun sleeps next to Zi Xuan, and I'll sleep next to you. How's that?" she offered. "I'll wake you up before she gets up tomorrow, so she won't see you."

To avoid any more scratches, Yang Xintian was willing to do whatever it took.

"Is that so... Fine. But only because I'm such a kind-hearted person."

Yang Xintian almost rolled her eyes at him. Who was it that just said he *wasn't* the kind-hearted type? And now he is? They say women are fickle, but men are no better. No, that's wrong. The saying should be that a man's mouth is a deceiving ghost.

「On the bed.」

Xiang Zixuan slept on the far right, Sun Dasheng in the middle, and Yang Xintian on the far left.

The nightmare-ridden Xiang Zixuan finally grabbed hold of something solid and gradually settled into a peaceful sleep. Yang Xintian, however, lying on the far left, found she couldn't sleep at all. A pair of hands had begun to mischievously roam over her body.

"Stop it. I want to sleep."

"Okay, just for a little while. I'm about to fall asleep too," he said, letting out a huge yawn to show he was telling the truth.

Yang Xintian believed him and closed her eyes. A moment later, she opened her eyes again. Her cheeks flushed, she shifted her body eighteen centimeters to the left, putting herself just out of his reach.

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