"It's okay, just tell you a bedtime story, didn't you always want your father to tell you one more than ten years ago? I didn't have time before, but now Dad has time, I'll make it up to you! Comrade Lao Song said very impassionedly, "Don't say it's one now, just finish telling "Grimm's Fairy Tales" and "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales"!" ”

Song Yi: "......"

Song Yi has reason to suspect that she didn't wake up and had nightmares.

But Comrade Song didn't give Song Yi a chance to refuse at all, he pressed his daughter back to the bed, sat down cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and opened the first page of "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales" with great interest.

began to talk seriously about the daughter of the sea.

Song Yi: "......"

Now she is not sleepy at all, and even wants to send a message to Zhao's father and ask him to find two better psychiatrists and psychologists.

Although it is not good for me to milk my old father at all, but ......

Whose old father with a normal IQ and sanity would catch his daughter, who has been an adult for more than two years, tell a bedtime story?

Old Comrade Song seemed to have a little fun talking about it, and he saw that Song Yi was not sleepy, so he had a reason to follow the story as a matter of course.

"Yiyi can't sleep and still wants to listen to the story, okay, Dad will tell you another one today, but I'm going to sleep after listening to this."

Song Yi: "......" is weird.

Old Comrade Song's fatherly love that has been suppressed for so many years finally has an outlet, and he really wants to make up for Song Yi's childhood as he said, and the stories are told one after another.

And Song Yi ......

She really couldn't sleep.

She is now particularly worried about her old father's mental state and psychological problems.

But her father seemed to be on a par with her, she didn't sleep, he kept talking......

Song Yi had no choice, she could only brew for a while, and barely fell asleep, before falling asleep, she felt quite scary, but when she was half-asleep and half-awake, she changed her mind.

It feels a little infiltrating, but ...... Doesn't seem to be bad?

Is this what it's like to be a child?

Serene and infiltrating?

Then, the father and daughter, who had been telling fairy tales all night and had been forced to listen to fairy tales for most of the night, overslept together.

Fifteen minutes before the start of class, the inhuman professionalism woke up Comrade Song from his sleep.

He was sleepy, but he was very satisfied.

After a night of hard work, he successfully coaxed his daughter! Sleep! Make move! Finish!

That's something that so many fathers can't do!

And he did!

His youngest daughter is so well-behaved, and she is more energetic when she grows up, and she is estimated to be better coaxed when she was a child, what kind of era did he miss!

Comrade Lao Song felt wrong, he rubbed his face, and decided to teach the group of little guys who wrote the same words as dogs today, and then come back early to get along with his daughter.

He glanced at the time as he had done in bed.

There are still thirteen minutes until class.

Well, thirteen points......

Wait a minute......

How many minutes?

Thirteen minutes!

He's going to class in thirteen minutes!

it!

Comrade Lao Song rolled out of bed, and while taking care of himself, he did not forget to dig his daughter who was still sleeping out of the bed and shake him awake.

"Yiyi, cheer up, class is coming soon!"

Song Yi opened her eyes a little confused, and felt that her father had stuffed a slice of bread for her.

She subconsciously bit it, and then was dragged out of the apartment.