Upon returning home, the Watchman headed straight to the baby's room.
"Don't be afraid, little Ling'er, I'm your second uncle..."
"Second uncle is a good person..."
"Look, this is a gift from second uncle, it's very tasty..."
...
The Watchman lay on the carpet, watching the baby sitting on the floor crying loudly in front of him, trying to present a gentle expression while carefully handing over gifts one by one to please the little girl.
However, things did not go as he wished. As he approached, the little girl seemed to see something terrifying and cried even more intensely.
"Why, I'm obviously the kind-hearted version..." The Watchman was petrified on the spot, utterly shocked that his gentle personality was rejected by his beloved little niece, feeling very much disheartened.
"It's because of you, isn't it, Gusha?" The Watchman quickly blamed Gusha.
Indeed, the little niece being afraid of him was definitely due to the scent of Gusha on him.
