It was already eight o'clock when Mu Xi came back.

She and Cong Jingsheng didn't say much, and left directly after dropping that sentence.

Mu Xi pushed open Pei Xingbei's door, and Pei Xingbei was writing and drawing at his desk.

Pei Xingbei saw Mu Xi, his eyes dodged, and he stuffed the paper he had just painted into the drawer.

"Mom, you're back."

There was still a little emptiness in his voice.

But Mu Xi doesn't mind, it's normal for children to have a little secret.

"Yes, my mother went out for something tonight, sorry I didn't have dinner with Xingbei." Mu Xi's voice was very gentle.

Pei Xingbei's little face was slightly hot, he really liked such a mother.

"No... It's okay... I'm a big kid and I don't have much to eat by myself. ”

But it's really a bit lonely to sit alone at a dinner table...... Pei Xingbei thought silently.

Mu Xi rubbed Pei Xingbei's little head: "It's not early, you're still young, go to bed early." ”

Pei Xingbei obediently returned to the bed, looking at Mu Xi with blinking eyes, Mu Xi helped Pei Xingbei twist the quilt, whispered "good night", and was about to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by Pei Xingbei's wrist.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xi was a little confused.

"That..."Pei Xingbei's voice was a little small, with a little temptation and expectation in his voice, "Mom, can you tell me a bedtime story?" ”

Bedtime stories? Oh yes, kids nowadays really should tell more bedtime stories.

Mu Xi was about to agree, but Pei Xingbei took the first step to speak: "It's okay, Mom, if you don't want to talk about it, forget it..."

"Who says mom doesn't want to talk? Well? ”

Mu Xi was a little distressed, Pei Xingbei was really pitiful, his parents didn't care about him when he was so old, how could he not agree to such a humble request now?

After getting Mu Xi's answer, Pei Xingbei's eyes lit up instantly, and the whole person became a little excited.

Mu Xi sat on the edge of the bed with a smile and thought for a while: "Hmm... Shall I tell you about a Snow White? No, no, you're a boy, I'll tell you the story of the ugly duckling, this time mom wasn't ready, next time mom buys more bedtime storybooks! ”

"It's okay, Mom, tell me." Pei Xingbei didn't mind at all, he was very satisfied if his mother could tell him bedtime stories.

Although he had heard the story of the ugly duckling many times in kindergarten, it was the first time he had heard his mother tell him, and he was very happy no matter what story his mother told him.

Mu Xi finished telling the story of the ugly duckling in a mess, looked at Pei Xingbei, who was still in spirit, next to him, and asked, "Aren't you sleepy?" So I'll talk about one more? ”

That being said, Mu Xi really can't think of any bedtime stories and fairy tales.

"Okay!" Pei Xingbei's eyes lit up.

Mu Xi, who was very helpless, had no choice but to tell Pei Xingbei about a "add oil and vinegar" version of Little Red Riding Hood.

After finishing speaking, Pei Xingbei still didn't show any signs of sleepiness, but Mu Xi was a little sleepy, Pei Xingbei originally wanted Mu Xi to talk about another one, but he noticed Mu Xi's sleepiness.

"Mom, the story is very good, you should go and rest quickly."

Mu Xi rubbed Pei Xingbei's head, leaned down and dropped a kiss on Pei Xingbei's forehead: "Good night kiss, good night Xingbei." ”

Pei Xingbei, who was kissed, didn't react until Mu Xi came out of the room.

Mom kissed him just now! He also has a goodnight kiss! He finally doesn't have to listen to the kids at school show off to him anymore!!