Jiang Cheng didn't like the way Vegas woke up, didn't like the way the other held eyes with him, didn't like this one bit! As such, he shifted closer to Wen Qing, the low sound in his throat, almost purr-like. They were going to be living with Wen Qing? Of course, he knew he had no standing on refusing something like this. This was Qing's house, she was a doctor, and it was all her decision. BUT! He still didn't like it.

He turned to Qing, still keeping the other two in his line of sight. "We didn't bring a litter if he can't walk out of here."