Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Cultivation of a Sick and Delicate Boss 4
Chang Le was lying in the air, lazily holding his head and staring at the smirking Shen Jinwen.
The little Shen Jinwen stretched his waist, his mouth was full of mist, and he muttered:
"If I dream of a sister next time, I must remind her not to be so verbose!"
"It's like a sparrow outside the house, it's noisy!"
The childish voice was full of disgust, but the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.
[Ding,The male master's blackening value is -1,Now the blackening value is 15,The host continues to work hard! 】
Chang Le's brows furrowed and he snorted coldly.
What a duplicitous little thing.
"If only I could dream of that verbose sister again today." Shen Jinwen was full of joy, remembering that the servants looked at him like an ant, hung his little head lonely, and talked to himself sadly.
"Will she find Jinwen annoyed and don't want to enter Jinwen's dream again?"
"It's annoying."
Chang Le thought about it seriously and replied.
She sat upright and floated to the side of Shen Jinwen's bed, blowing cold air next to his little head.
"So I decided to bother you for the rest of my life."
The cold female voice exploded in Shen Jinwen's ears like a lit cannonball.
Yes...... Someone!?
His eyes were tinged with horror, and his eyes were bigger than brass bells.
Shen Jinwen twisted his neck stiffly and smiled at Chang Le's face.
"Ahhhhh
The child's face turned pale suddenly, a layer of mist appeared in his eyes, looking at the strange and strange face that suddenly appeared in front of him, Shen Jinwen trembled, and the whole person seemed to be in a deep cold pool.
He crawled into the bed and let out a piercing scream.
The small body in the quilt was like a sieve, trembling with fear.
"Woo woo woo ......"
Shen Jinwen whimpered, hugged himself tightly, and the feeling of coldness in his lower body made him cry even more fiercely.
"Didn't you still want to see me just now, how did you see my back hand?"
It's like seeing a ghost.
Chang Le choked, looked at Shen Jinwen's frightened appearance, and found something too grim in hindsight.
It seems like......
Hell indeed, isn't she the ghost?!
Chang Le patted his head in annoyance, looking at the little group crying louder and louder, Chang Le was at a loss.
Finished.
It's completely over.
She seemed to be scared of Shen Jinwen.
[Ding, the blackening value is +2, the current blackening value is 17, the host should remedy it in time to eliminate and clear zero.] 】
The sound of the system prompt is simply worse for Chang Le.
“……”
Chang Le squatted in front of Shen Jinwen and looked sadly at the tightly covered quilt.
She really doesn't know how to coax a child, and she's still a child who is scared and cries.
Chang Le looked at Shen Jinwen and stopped talking, wanting to stroke the bulging mountain bag, and his hand penetrated it from the inside without accident.
He sighed faintly.
"You don't have to be afraid."
"Actually......"
Chang Le tugged at his scattered hair and racked his brains to speak.
"I'm a fairy from the sky, I see that you are too lonely and lonely, so I abandoned my identity as a fairy and came down to help you, don't you feel moved?"
The more Chang Le spoke, the more energetic he became, tears faintly appeared in the corners of his eyes, and his voice was choked.
"It's just that I'm so sad, I didn't expect you to be so afraid of me."
"The day I abandoned my identity, I could never go back, and I could no longer be a beautiful fairy."
The little body in the quilt stiffened, and Chang Le's eyes lit up with tears, could it be that his nonsense moved Shen Jinwen!?
Chang Le looked at the bulging mountain bag proudly, it turned out that coaxing a child was such a simple thing, she thought it was so difficult, wouldn't this be solved.
"You lie, the fairy sister in the sky is not as ugly as you!"