C177 Why Don't We Sleep Together
C177 Why Don't We Sleep Together
Huo Chengzhou curled his lips and smiled kindly. "Sleep with me, I'll tell you."
Qin Yining grabbed Qiao An's hand tightly. "No, I want to sleep with Qiao's mother."
"Then go and listen to Snow White's story." Huo Chengzhou reminded.
Qin Yining shook his head. "I want to hear the story of the little crocodile."
Huo Chengzhou raised his eyebrows. "Then sleep with me."
Qin Yining insisted, "No, I want to sleep with Qiao's mother."
"Then go and listen to Snow White."
"I want to hear the story of the little crocodile."
"Then sleep with me."
"No, I want to sleep with Qiao's mother. "
... ""
When the same conversation repeated several times, Qiao An raised her hand to support her forehead. "Yining, Qiao's mother can use her phone to tell you the story of the little crocodile."
Qin Yining thought for a while. "But I want to hear Huo's father tell me."
His little head tilted. "Why don't we sleep together."
Qiao An was stunned for a moment. "What did you say?"
Sleep with Huo Chengzhou? You must be joking! They had an agreement with each other, and they would go their separate ways in a year's time. Sleep together? The biggest joke in the world!
"Qiao's mother, Huo's father, let's sleep together." Qin Yining repeated again. He pulled Qiao An back two steps and pulled Huo Chengzhou's hand. "Let's go, Huo's father. Tell a story and sleep."
Huo Chengzhou was happy. He maintained a calm expression and coughed lightly. "This is a good idea."
Qiao An blinked her big eyes. There was a little disbelief in her eyes.
Huo Chengzhou raised his eyebrows slightly and said lightly, "Or do you have a better idea?"
Qiao An,... "I can use my phone to tell stories."
"But Qin Yining doesn't seem to like it." Huo Chengzhou pinched Qin Yining's cheeks. "Do you like Uncle Uncle Huo telling you stories or Qiao's mother telling you stories with her phone?"
"Huo's father telling stories." Qin Yining took out a book from the box with his short legs and handed it to Huo Chengzhou. "Tell me this one. After you tell me, I will sleep."
"Okay." Huo Chengzhou rubbed Qin Yining's head with a gentle and friendly look. "Let's go upstairs."
The three of them went up the stairs side by side. Qiao An hesitated in front of the door. "You should stay in my room. This way, when Yining falls asleep, you can... go and do your own things."
"Okay." Huo Chengzhou's eyes swept across her slightly red face and the corner of his lips curled up slightly.
Qin Yining blinked his large black grape-like eyes and asked in a clear voice, "Huo's father, why are you so happy?"
Huo Chengzhou looked down at him and heard Qin Yining add, "I saw you laughing secretly."
Qiao An,... ""
Huo Chengzhou coughed a few times to cover his embarrassment. "I am not laughing. I just think you are very cute."
Qin Yining did not care about that. He just happily pulled their hands into the room.
He walked into the room again. It was as empty as always, but Huo Chengzhou felt that the furnishings were very warm.
Qiao An went to wash up. Huo Chengzhou carried Qin Yining to the bed and sat beside him to tell him a story.
Huo Chengzhou started with the whole story before going to bed. When Qiao An came out after changing into her pajamas, he had not finished half of the book.
Qiao An fumbled to get onto the bed from the side and asked softly, "Yining, have you finished listening to the story of the little crocodile? Qiao's mother will coax you to sleep, okay?"
"No, I need to finish telling this book." Qin Yining said seriously.
Qiao An sat by the side and listened quietly for a while. She had to say that Huo Chengzhou's voice was deep and pleasant, and the story was very vivid and moving.
Qiao An could not help but think of what Qin Jingzhi said. Huo Chengzhou's hobby was dubbing.