Help! I Drove My Adoptive Father and Comrades Crazy

He didn't turn on the headlights, only wearing a navy blue silk nightgown, with a loose belt and a slightly open collar, revealing a small piece of his tight chest. In the dimness, the aggressiveness of a mature man spread without any cover. He stopped drinking water and looked at me. "Can't sleep?" He asked. My heart skipped a beat, but a little dependence and helplessness appeared on my face. I slowly moved over and whispered, "Uncle, I'm scared." The distance is reduced to less than one meter. The heat and breath from his body hit your face. I raised my face, making myself look innocent and vulnerable, with watery eyes like a frightened deer. I know what I look like the most pitiable. He looked at me, his eyes bottomless in the dim light, and said nothing.