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Xiao Jinxuan snapped the reading material in his hand, put it on the bedside table, and called in a serious tone: "Xiao Xuzhou." ”

"Yes."

He commanded in a deep voice, "Sleep." ”

Zhouzhou didn't seem to feel the low pressure emanating from his body, he suddenly lifted the quilt, got up from the bed with a bang, and ran away without even putting on shoes.

Because he was afraid of being caught by Xiao Jinxuan and brought back to bed, he only said his purpose after opening the door: "I want to sleep with my mother tonight, good night Dad." ”

When Xiao Jinxuan wanted to capture Zhouzhou, it was too late, and the little guy had already rushed out of the room to the door of Zhuang Yiman's room.

Zhou Zhou reached out and turned the doorknob, and as he expected, the door was locked.

He knocked on the door and said loudly: "Mom, I'm Zhouzhou, I can't sleep, I want to sleep with you." ”

Zhuang Yiman, who was seeing on the bed, heard Zhouzhou's voice, hurriedly put down the book, got up and opened the door.

She lowered her eyes and noticed Zhou Zhou standing barefoot at the door, frowning unconsciously, "Why don't you come here again without wearing slippers." ”

Zhou Zhou then looked down at his feet, and playfully stuck out his tongue, "I forgot." ”

Zhuang Yiman turned sideways and invited him into the house, "Come in." ”

"Yes."

Before entering the room, he deliberately turned up the volume and said excitedly: "I'm so happy, I can sleep with my mother tonight." ”

These words were obviously said to Xiao Jinxuan in the next room.

Xiao Jinxuan pinched his eyebrows helplessly, and forcibly suppressed the urge in his heart to rush over and hang Zhouzhou, a sassy child, to beat him.

After Zhouzhou entered the house, he got into Zhuang Yiman's quilt, Zhuang Yiman lay down beside him, and asked, "Is it really impossible to sleep or fake to sleep?" ”

Zhou Zhou looked at Zhuang Yiman with a pair of dark crystal-like clear and bright eyes, and asked instead of answering: "Are you angry with your father?" ”

"Did Dad tell you?"

Zhou Zhou shook his head and laughed, "I guessed it when he walked into my room to tell me a bedtime story, but he wouldn't admit it. ”

Zhuang Yiman: "Is Dad's bedtime story still bad?" ”

Zhou Zhou replied with some disgust: "Well, it's terrible." ”

Zhuang Yiman couldn't help laughing, her eyes were wrapped in throbbing tenderness as she stared at Zhouzhou, she reached out and touched Zhouzhou's head, "He did his best, you can be considerate of him." ”

"I know, so I listened in silence for half an hour." Then the sentence really can't bear it anymore.

No matter how interesting the bedtime story is, reading it from Xiao Jinxuan's mouth without any emotional ups and downs, it is completely boring as reading a report.

Xiao Jinxuan seems to know this, so he usually almost never reads bedtime books to Zhouzhou.

Zhou Zhou felt that if it weren't for his father's good voice, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to last even half an hour.

"And I'll tell you a bedtime story?"

"No need, Mom, can you talk to me for a while?"

Zhuang Yiman stretched out his hand and gently tapped the tip of Zhouzhou's nose, which was regarded as agreeing to his request, and then asked, "What do you want to talk about?" ”

Zhou Zhou directly threw out his doubts: "Why are you angry with your father?" ”

Zhuang Yiman didn't want to answer his question, and directly refused: "Change the topic." ”

"So what is it going to do to get you off the hook?"

Zhuang Yiman still refused to answer: "Change the topic again." ”

Zhou Zhou moved his small body, approached Zhuang Yiman, and then stretched out his hand and took the initiative to hug her, "Give you a loving hug for your father, don't be angry with him, okay?" ”

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