Cold face Uncle

Adrian was wearing his fluffy crocodile pajamas... Because he had just rubbed against Stella's arm his hat almost off his head... As he walks his long crocodile tale also moves behind him... At this time... He just looks too cute... Adrian was about to move the stool to see who was outside when he heard a deep male voice... "Adrian... It's me. Uncle Tristan." "It was cold face Uncle." When Tristan was waiting outside he heard the child's footsteps inside and know that it was Adrian who come over to open the door... He also heard him moving the stool... Because he didn't want to let the child move things here and there, he spoke first... But what he didn't expect was... That he was greeted by the word, "Cold face Uncle." Tristan was almost amused by his words and smiled... He must be the first time heard someone call him "cold face Uncle." He thought it must be because he left last night with a cold face without saying anything, the child get scared by his behavior... He know in his hea