Inside the Vientiane Building!

I haven't seen Xiao Lori Xiaomo for the past few days, Yan Yang still likes her very much, after finishing today's business, Yan Yang wandered around with his hands behind his back, came to Ziyue's room, knocked on it, no one answered, Yan Yang wondered, did you take Xiao Mo out to play?

And at this time, a few maids came over, saw Yanyang knocking on Ziyue's door, saluted Yanyang, and then snickered in joy, and hurriedly trotted away, looking at Yanyang while running, Yanyang was stunned, quickly looked at his body, and touched his face again, is it dirty.

Just as Yan Yang looked around, Ziyue's door was opened, and when she saw Yan Yang 'tickling', she was stunned, and then saluted: "Childe, you, why are you here?" ”

Yan Yang was embarrassed for a while: "It's okay, I, I'll come to see Xiaomo, Xiaomo, I haven't seen her for a day today, it's weird." ”

As soon as Ziyue opened the door, she saw Yanyang for the first time, and her heart was suddenly for no reason, and now she heard that he was looking for Xiaomo, and even poked her head inside, for some reason, even she didn't notice it, and she was a little disappointed.

"She's playing games." Ziyue said lightly, and then let go, Yanyang nodded with a smile, and followed in, the girl's house is different from their group of old men, it is very beautifully arranged, many gauze tents and daily necessities are purple, it seems that Ziyue really responded to her name, and I think purple should be her lucky color.

"Childe sits!" Ziyue said, and then poured tea for Yan Yang, Yan Yang smiled and bowed his head, just turned around, in the hut next to him, Xiao Mo was immature and shouted in a deplorable voice: "Why don't you believe me, I am really a witch, the absolute werewolf of No. 3, I am a priest, you listen to my command, don't vote for me in this plate, otherwise, I will poison one, and everyone votes for No. 3." ”

"Don't talk, just vote for the five, will you play this game?"

"Yes, I'm number three, I promise I'm not a werewolf, I'm a hunter, and number five, I think I'm a werewolf, everyone unanimously voted her out first."

"I just checked No. 5, this kid has an accent, it's indeed a werewolf, No. 3 is a priest, vote for No. 5."

As Xiaomo was thrown out, her eyes first gradually moistened, and then with a wave of her hand, she directly closed the web page, turned around, lay on the bed, put her head into the pillow, and began to cry.

"Why don't you believe me, why do you vote for me, I'm a witch, how many times have I told you, why do you vote for me, what's wrong with children, do children deceive? Woo~~"

Yan Yang just walked to the door, looked at his butt pouting outside, his head was crying under the pillow, his face twitched, he walked quickly to the bed, picked up Xiao Mo directly and put it in his arms, Xiao Mo was crying, under his blue eyes, with tears in his eyes, he saw that it was Yan Yang, and directly put his hands around Yan Yang's neck.

"Brother, they bullied me, they partnered to bully me, Xiaomo didn't lie, woo~~" Yanyang's heart was about to break when he heard it, and he directly gently stroked Xiaomo's blue hair and comforted him: "Don't cry, don't cry, Xiaomo is a good child, the most honest, they are all bad people, and my brother will beat them later and seal their numbers." ”

Listening to Yan Yang's words, Xiao Mo gently swallowed this, pouted, her eyes were a little red, and looked at Yan Yang: "Really? ”

"Really!" Yan Yang swore that after listening to Xiao Mo, she suddenly burst into laughter and became happy, Yan Yang also smiled, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, wrinkled her nose, and gently touched Xiao Mo's forehead with her head.

"It's good to laugh and laugh, and if you cry again, you will become a little flower cat and an ugly duckling." Yan Yang looked at Xiaomo, I really wish he had such a sister, a daughter like this, and his life would be perfect.

"Ugly duckling? What is that? Xiaomo asked curiously, and Yan Yang smiled: "This is a fairy tale." ”

"I like to listen to stories the most, brother, can you tell me about it, Xiaomo likes stories the most, Grandpa Turtle turns over and over, I'm tired of listening to those stories." Xiaomo suddenly became interested, and happily urged Yanyang to tell a story.

"Grandpa Turtle?"

"Eh, an old king, brother, tell a story quickly, Xiaomo wants to listen to the story of the ugly duckling." Xiao Mo rubbed Yan Yang's cheek and said coquettishly, Yan Yang was immediately defeated, hurriedly 'good and good', and then sat on the bed and told Xiao Mo the story of the ugly duckling turning into a swan.

"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful country farmhouse, where a female duck lay lonely in her nest, hatching her young, and finally, the eggs cracked one by one.

"Secluded! Secluded!" The duck eggs crowed, and the well stretched out their little heads. Look at! How lively these little ones are, looking around with curious eyes. Only one egg was still lying there, not moving at all.

"This egg is taking a long time!" The mother duck began to complain......

Watching Yanyang tell a funny story, Xiao Mo's big blue eyes blinked, screaming happily from time to time, and sometimes sympathizing with the ugly duckling's plight, Ziyue snuggled by the door, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, if, this is her own family......

Ziyue came to her senses in an instant, her face turned red, what was she thinking in her mind just now, Ziyue, Ziyue, you are too shameless, looking slightly, Xiaomo was giggling, and when she saw Ziyue, she immediately shouted: "Mother, mother, come here, my brother is going to tell the story." ”

Yan Yang also happened to look over, and Ziyue's face turned red again: "I, I'll pour tea." After saying that, he turned around and left directly.

Yan Yang gently scratched Xiaomo's upturned nose: "Xiaomo, don't call me brother in the future." ”

"Why, is it called Daddy?" Xiao Mo said curiously.

"Bang dang!" Outside was the sound of the teacup breaking, Yan Yang's face was also red, and he hurriedly said: "No, don't call me nonsense, you can call me uncle, you see, you call Ziyue your mother, call me brother, didn't I lose a generation out of thin air, it's okay to call Uncle Yan." Yan Yang wiped the non-existent sweat on his head and hurriedly said.

"Look at the mood, Xiaomo is in a bad mood now, you can tell me a story again, like an ugly duckling." Xiaomo became coquettish again.

This is easy to do, I don't know how many times I have read Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales in my previous life, and any small story can deal with such a little Lori.

"Okay, I'll tell you a story about Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs......"

An hour passed, Yan Yang didn't remember how many stories he told, Xiaomo's interest was undiminished, and he wanted another after one story, but he couldn't bear to refuse, his mouth was dry, and he didn't wait for a cup of tea to moisten his throat.

"Let's go, brother, bah, uncle will take you to the movies, a particularly good movie." Yan Yang didn't dare to continue talking, otherwise Jiang Lang would be on fire in his throat before he could finish his career.

"Okay, okay, Xiaomo wants to watch a movie, and my brother wears shoes." Xiaomo sat on the edge of the bed, dangling her legs and coquettishly.