Lin Xiaole's request, of course, was rejected. It was only four o'clock in the afternoon, how could one simply go to sleep? Besides, it was the first day at home and they hadn't even done self-introductions or had a friendly family dinner yet.

The new house is very beautiful, a detached single-yard villa. Lin Le was carried into the house by Ou Ze. He had intended to play dead to show that he was really tired from the car ride. However, when he saw a little person sitting upright on the sofa, wearing a shirt and shorts, with a serious expression and an appearance of being on high alert, Lin Le's heart shook. The burning determination that an adult cannot concede ignited within him, particularly when the child saw himself being carried and his eyes kept wandering on his own legs.

I am not disabled!

Really!

So Lin Le moved his legs twice to indicate that not only were his legs not broken, but they were also very flexible. However, when the child saw that Lin Le's legs could move, his expression immediately changed to one of contempt.

That child must be Ou Qihang, no question about it. Being looked down upon by a child is absolutely unacceptable.

Lin Le moved slightly, but Ou Ze held onto him even tighter. Ou Ze and Ye Yin had both changed into slippers, but they didn't have any intention of changing them for Lin Le. Ye Yin took a pair of small slippers and walked over to Lin Le, seemingly preparing to let him change them over there.

"Uncle, I want to walk by myself."

The ground is cool. Shall we go and change into slippers before stepping down?

Ou Ze spoke as he walked, "Is it alright?" but his steps didn't pause. Lin Le felt his cheeks burning under Ou Qi Hang's gaze. Ou Ze sat on the sofa and repositioned himself so that Lin Le was sitting on his lap, which conveniently placed Lin Le facing Ou Qi Hang.

While helping Lin Le change his slippers, Ye Yin introduced, "Xiao Le, this is Qihang gege."

"Hello," Ou Qihang said.

But it had to be admitted that Ou Qihang's upbringing was really good, so Lin Le not only felt guilty, but also very inferior.

"Hello." Seeing Ou Qihang still sitting there straight and tall, Lin Le felt really tired for him. By the way, she thought, should she also sit on the couch like him in the future? Really sitting, not lying down, and definitely not sleeping on it. Just thinking about it made her more and more nervous. Even five-year-old Lele, let alone twenty-one-year-old Lin Le, couldn't resist lying down on a couch, especially their couch, which looked so comfortable to sleep on!"

On one side, Lin Le was worried about the strict household education for the future. On the other side, Ou Qihang was already discontented and said, "You should call me brother."

Lin Le widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief. It was hard to believe that he was being asked to call him "big brother" the first time they met. Shouldn't there be some time for adjustment? Who calls someone "big brother" right after meeting, especially in such a forceful manner.

But Ye Yin was very satisfied with her son's performance because since her son was able to speak up, it meant that he had already accepted the fact that Xiao Le was his own younger brother. Although she was initially afraid that the child would be unwilling in his heart, after all, having one more child meant that most children would lose some of the love that originally belonged to them.

"Qi Hang is really sensible."

Ou Ze was clearly very satisfied with his son, so no one cared about his request for Lin Le to call him "brother." Moreover, in their eyes, this was just a normal thing.

"Xiao Le just arrived today and is a bit shy. Let's take it slow," Ye Yin said. Seeing that Xiao Le didn't speak, she was afraid that her son would feel sad, so she comforted Ou Qihang.

Eu Qi Hang glanced at his mother, nodding slightly, before turning his gaze to Xiao Le. Xiao Le was still sitting on Ou Ze's lap, bowing his head and playing with his fingers.

"Tomorrow, I should be able to call him. After all, it's impolite not to address him as older brother."

Lin Le was about to vomit blood. Child, we just met, do you have to be so persistent?

---------I am the Little Theater------------

Xiao Le: Emma, be gentle! Gentle!

Setting Sail: Hmph, only in moments like these would you willingly call me "brother" in a loud voice.

Setting sail, Qihang continued to massage Xiaole's sprained feet~ Cough cough.