Uncle Tristan, why are you here?

"Uncle Tristan!?" As soon as she opened the door, she saw the little guy sitting alone on the sofa in the living room, playing with toys. Adrian didn't expect that Tristan would come to their home. He jumped off the sofa and ran toward him, shouting, "Uncle Tristan! Why are you here?" To be honest, Tristan was very kind to this child. Adrian had some feelings for this man, more or less. So now, when he saw Tristan coming, he greeted him with a smile. "Well, do you miss Uncle Tristan?" Tristan reached out and rubbed the child's head who was only at his waist. He said gently, "Let Uncle Tristan hug you. It's been a long time since we last met. Has Adrian become heavy?" With this, the little fellow happily opened his two short and fleshy arms and held them high, as if he wanted to hug him... Tristan stretched out his hand and easily held the child in his arms. He put his little butt on his arm and placed his other hand on the child's waist. The person standing next to him was looking at h