It's past ten o'clock, can the father and son still sleep?

Faced with his son's request, Gu Tingyuan thought carefully for a while, and finally came up with a children's story he had heard in his mind.

"Tell me about any of them?"

Little Bun: "Okay! ”

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there lived an old monk and a little monk in the temple......"

Mu Wan: "......"

The little bun listened to it with relish and was very engrossed.

"The old monk is telling stories to the little monks, and they are telling ...... Once upon a time there was a mountain, and on the hill there was a temple......"

Mu Wan just lay quietly like this, listening to him tell such an old-fashioned story with her son, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Scold......

Gu Tingyuan tells a story, it's really ...... Blunt.

"The old monk is telling stories to the little monk......"

"So you're the old monk now?" Mu Wan couldn't help but complain.

Gu Tingyuan was silent.

There's no way, he's just going to have one story.

At this time, the little guy also heard that this story has actually been going around in circles......

"Dad, are you lying to the child in this story?"

Mu Wan: "Well, lie to you little monk." ”

Gu Tingyuan: "......"

Little Bun: "......"

Gu Tingyuan really can't tell stories, and when he was so disgusted by his son, he suddenly felt that his perfect image in his son's heart had been lowered, and he couldn't help but want to get back a city.

"Dad doesn't know how to tell stories, or ...... Sing you a song? ”

Xiao Baozi immediately nodded like pounding garlic: "Okay, okay!" ”

Mu Wan was slightly stunned, in the dark night, she couldn't see Gu Tingyuan lying on the bed clearly.

But I've known him for so many years, and I don't seem to have heard him sing, are you sure you can sing?

During his contemplation, Gu Tingyuan had already opened his voice, and his warm and deep voice was like a gurgling stream in the valley, pleasant and beautiful, like a heavenly sound.

[Dublinity, not your hypocritical face

It's all imprinted in the corners of my heart

There's nothing to say, I'm indulgent. The result of love

It's like a broken bare mountain

It's a natural throb of my innocence

The most unrestrained rhythm

Don't clean up your abusive throwing

All crystal clear feelings. 】

In the quiet night, the whole room echoed with Gu Tingyuan's low singing, and the aftermath was lingering and full of ears, so that the mother and son lying on the bed were completely engrossed.

Mu Wan listened to his singing voice like a heavenly voice so quietly, never knowing that Gu Tingyuan could actually sing, and this singing voice was ...... It's even better than some powerful singers in the entertainment industry.

But the lyrics, inexplicably, touched her heartstrings.

[So love and hate are intertwined, and people are emaciated, I am afraid that there is no reason for these sufferings

So the joys and sorrows are silent, and wait for these injuries to be free......]

In the deep singing, Xiao Baozi seemed to be hypnotized, and after a while, the sound of his breathing falling asleep was heard.

The singing stopped, and Mu Wan also turned sideways, turning her back to her son and Gu Tingyuan, and pillowing her hands on the side of her face.

In the dim light, Gu Tingyuan could still see her slender back at a glance, and her eyes were calm and deep. Xu was in the dead of night, he did not speak again, but finally closed his eyes and slept after glancing at his son.

It's Mu Wan, and the bottom of my heart seems to be plucked by the lyrics of the song just now, and I can't calm down.

Tossing and turning, I don't know how long it tossed, she simply turned over and turned her face around, and saw her son's sleeping little face in the dim and unknown light. and, with his eyes closed, his angular face. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Number One New Love: Hello, Mrs. Gu's Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.