The little third master is so big, and it is the first time he sleeps in a bed with a girl, and he is shy and a little nervous.

"Okay."

Yun Mian responded sweetly and greasyly, and crawled on the bed with his hands and feet.

In her previous life, she slept in all the bridges and holes, is she still afraid of sleeping with a little child?

Look at Yunmian like a meat ball, the little short legs kicked twice and failed to jump on the bed, the little third master really couldn't stand it, walked up, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, hugged her little ass with the other, and pushed her hard.

The warm touch on her ass made Yun Mian's small body stiffen, and after climbing on the bed, she turned around and stared at the little third master with some dissatisfaction.

"Chu is bad, touch other people's buttocks."

Looking at the little girl in front of her, she was complaining, and staring at herself with an aggrieved expression, the little third master who had done nothing wrong actually felt a little guilty.

"Fan Dudu, don't cry, I see that you can't get out of bed for a long time, and I want to help you."

Yun Mian's big wet eyes blinked.

"Really?"

The little third master nodded hurriedly: "Of course it's true, I never bully little girls." ”

At this moment, a hint of cunning flashed in Yun Mian's eyes.

"Chu Grasshopper, you are such a good person, I decided to tell the good person Chu Grasshopper a bedtime story."

Yun Mian crawled into the small bed and lay down sideways, looking at the little third master standing in front of the bed and smiling so much that his eyes were crooked into crescents.

"Chu Grasshopper, come up quickly, I'm going to start telling the story."

The little third master, who hadn't heard a bedtime story since he was six years old, suddenly had some small expectations in his heart.

What story will Fan Dudu tell?

"Hmm."

The little third master nodded, climbed into bed neatly, and lay down next to Yun Mian, waiting for Yun Mian's bedtime story with expectant eyes.

"Pinkdodo, you really tell bedtime stories."

"Don't look down on people, although I'm young, I'm smart."

Yun Mian raised her eyebrows, made a proud expression, and then began to tell bedtime stories.

"Once upon a time, there was a Lanruo Temple, and there lived in Lanruo Temple with a thousand-year-old tree demon called Grandma, and Grandma accepted a group of little female ghosts as disciples, and the two female ghosts called Xiaoqian Xiaoqing were very beautiful, and Grandma told them to confuse the living, and then dig out the hearts of the living......"

Yun Mian crackled and told the story of A Chinese Ghost Story to the little third master, and the story was only half told, and the little third master was so frightened that he covered himself with a quilt.

"Powder...... Pink Dudu, I ...... I'm sleepy, you...... You stop. ”

Yun Mian found that the place where the quilt was raised was trembling slightly, and the corners of her mouth hooked slightly.

Sure enough, it's still a little kid.

"Chu Grasshopper, you are trembling, are you afraid, you are not afraid when you fall asleep, you hurry up and fall asleep."

"I ...... I'm not scared, I'm a little cold. ”

The little third master's dead duck replied to Yun Mian stiffly, and then closed his eyes in the quilt, and in less than twenty minutes, Yun Mian found that the place where the quilt was bulging was not trembling.

"Chu Grasshopper, are you asleep?"

Yun Mian stretched out his legs and tentatively kicked the little third master lightly in the quilt, and the little third master curled up in the quilt did not move.

"Whew, I'm asleep."

A triumphant smile crossed Yun Mian's eyes.

On this hot day, worried that the little third master would cover himself up, Yun Mian lightly uncovered the quilt for him and turned off the lights, only then did he imagine the appearance of space in his mind, and with a move of his mind, a powerful attraction appeared beside her.

The outside world is hazy at night, the moonlight is like a veil, the sound of frogs is a piece, the sun is shining in the space, and the spiritual spring is tinkling.

Yun Mian appeared near the spiritual spring, his eyes turned, and his gaze swept over the black spiritual earth.

Looking at the little green seedlings growing on the black spirit soil, her eyes suddenly seemed to have inhaled a golden light, and her eyes were shining.

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