Chapter 108 Storytelling

Xiao Yihan gently patted her on the back and comforted her: "Hey, don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare!"

"Hey, that's not a dream, I was almost killed by it!" Yang Qingqing cried in fear.

Xiao Yihan was speechless, he was not good at coaxing children, but he felt that children were so difficult to communicate with, Jun's face turned cold: "Don't cry, if you cry again, I will feed you to the fish."

It was really effective, Yang Qingqing was stunned, and the crying stopped.

Then three seconds later.

"Wow~ you're bad~ I don't want to die, don't feed the fish! Boo~"

Yang Qingqing is still drunk, and is in a daze.

As soon as Xiao Yihan heard the crying, one head and two louder, he quickly comforted: "Okay, stop crying, stop crying, don't feed the fish!"

"Don't go, what if you find the big fish and eat me while I'm asleep?" Yang Qingqing raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Yihan tearfully, her eyes were full of worry.

Xiao Yihan couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't want to explain to a child.

"I'm not leaving, you go to sleep!" Xiao Yihan covered Yang Qingqing with a quilt and coaxed her to sleep.

Yang Qingqing was very sleepy, but she still pitifully tried not to fall asleep, as soon as she closed her eyes, she would dream of that big fish, trying to eat her with its bloody mouth open.

"I won't sleep! As soon as I fall asleep, the big fish will eat me!" Yang Qingqing shook her head and resolutely refused to sleep. At this time, she was drunk like a child.

The veins on Xiao Yihan's forehead bulged, and he shouted: "Han Xue, come in and put her to sleep!"

"Wow~ You are indeed with the big fish, let it eat me!" Yang Qingqing burst into tears, crying very sadly.

Xiao Yihan's head was getting big, and he wanted to walk away, but his clothes were pulled tightly, and he couldn't walk away at all.

Han Xue's voice sounded outside the door: "Master..."

Glancing at her neckline that was messed up by Yang Qingqing, she interrupted Han Xue's words in a cold voice: "Back off, it's okay!"

"Yes!"

Han Xue touched the back of her head in confusion, didn't the young master call her here to coax the little demon to sleep?How to drive her away.

Seeing that no big fish came in, Yang Qingqing calmed down and stopped crying.

Looking up at Xiao Yihan with mist in his eyes, he said in a childish voice, "Tell me a story!"

Xiao Yihan's face turned cold, and he was messing around here while he was drunk?It was never quiet.

Tell a story, right?Then let her listen to the story carefully.

The cold voice began to narrate, without any emotional color:

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain..."

Yang Qingqing answered: "Is there a little monk and a little nun in the temple, are they having sex?"

What the hell is papa?

fight?

Slap each other in the face?
Xiao Yihan remained expressionless, and said in a cold voice, "No, there is a big monk and a young monk in the temple..."

Yang Qingqing interjected again: "Are the big monk and the young monk having sex?"

Xiao Yihan was interrupted twice, the veins on his forehead bulged, he bent his fingers and flicked Yang Qingqing's head: "They're not having sex, are you asking me or listening to me?"

"Okay, you continue!" Yang Qingqing made a gesture of invitation.

Xiao Yihan waited for a while to see if she had anything to add.

really--

Yang Qingqing tugged at his sleeve robe and said, "But I want to hear the story of Papa!"

Xiao Yihan tried his best to restrain his anger, and endured: "Okay!"

"The little monk wanted to listen to the old monk tell a story, and the old monk slapped the little monk across the face.

The little monk cried and asked, "Old monk, why did you hit me?"

 Is the story told by the aloof Xiao Xiao nice?
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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