Chapter Thirty-Seven: Bedtime Stories
After dinner, the children played in the living room for a while, then went back to the room to rest, and Su Yunqing also began to do the housework at night.
She went to the children's room one by one to get the clothes and went to the laundry room to wash them, and then remembered that she didn't take Jun Mo's clothes.
knocked on the door, the other party's door was not closed, and she went straight in.
"What are you doing here?" Jun Mo was wearing pajama pants, his head was lowered, and there was moisture in his hair.
He was not wearing pajamas, and his hair ran from his neck to his chest. He looked at Su Yunqing, his eyes were full of particularly seductive emotions that made Su Yunqing scared.
"I'm sorry, I just came in and got my clothes to be washed. Su Yunqing closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at Jun Mo.
I didn't expect Jun Mo to usually look quite thin, but when he took off his clothes, he was strong and fleshy.
This is a typical dress that looks thin and undresses with meat. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, she vaguely remembered that night many years ago, it seemed that Jun Mo still had abdominal muscles.
Not knowing if it was still there, she quietly opened her fingers, intending to sneak a peek.
But the other party had already put on his clothes, and he had no expression on his face, and threw the dirty clothes on top of her.
In fact, what Su Yunqing didn't know, Jun Mo's chest had already become a mess, and for some reason, he always had a strange feeling when he was looked at by Su Yunqing.
Obediently taking the clothes, Su Yunqing went to the laundry room to wash the clothes. And Jun Mo also started his plan for tonight, he picked up a stack of A4 paper from the computer desk, which was covered with dense words.
After thinking about it for a while, he went to the boys' rooms first, and as soon as he entered, he was hit by a pillow.
A few boys' pillows, you chase me around the room.
"Ahem, why haven't you slept yet. Jun Mo coughed, not knowing how to stop them.
If it was too serious, he was afraid that he would frighten the child directly, but if it was too gentle, he thought for a moment and asked him to coax the child softly, sorry, he couldn't do it.
He would rather set a goal to earn him hundreds of millions more, and he did this.
"Dad, why are you here?"
When the children saw him, they stood in a row, with their hands behind their backs, for fear that he would be angry.
Looking at the pillow on the ground, San Bao trembled, as if the person he had just smashed with the pillow was Jun Mo.
He was so scared that he didn't know what was going on with him.
"I'm going to tell you a bedtime story. Jun Mo held a few pieces of A4 paper in his hand, and then asked them all to lie down obediently.
"Today we are going to tell the story of the little rabbit and the big bad wolf, and it is said that there used to be a big bad wolf ......"
Time passed little by little, and Jun Mo had finished telling the story he had prepared, but they still didn't fall asleep.
I saw that Erbao and Sanbao were still making small movements, twisting around in the quilt, so that the other two people around them couldn't sleep.
"Erbao, Sanbao, why don't you sleep yet?" Jun Mo looked at the two sternly, not understanding that Su Yunqing usually came out of the room quickly, but he just couldn't coax the child to sleep.
"But we don't want to sleep. Erbao was wronged and shrunk into the quilt with Sanbao.
"Why don't you want to sleep yet, you still have to go to school tomorrow, how can you not sleep now, don't you usually sleep fast?"
"Because Dad, the stories you're telling are so boring. Sibao muttered quietly, and then the whole person shrank back into the bed.
Several other children also kept silent, didn't dare to speak, and shrank their heads into the quilt, obviously scared Jun Mo.
He sighed helplessly, obviously he was not strict with a few children, why would the children be afraid of him.
"I don't know what bedtime stories you usually like to hear, you tell us about them, and I'll find them for you later. Jun Mo tried his best to soften his tone.
If his opponents and subordinates saw him at this time, they would probably be so frightened that they would burst into fear. The iron-faced ruthless in the shopping mall, and he does things vigorously and neatly, and Jun Mo, who has no trace of tenderness, can coax children so patiently.
"Usually we don't listen to bedtime stories. ”
"Yes, yes. ”
"Then what are you usually doing when you don't listen to bedtime stories?" Jun Mo asked from the heart.
"When we were very young, my mother would tell us bedtime stories, and then we didn't want to listen to them, so we talked less, and we were all talking. ”
"Oh, what are you talking about?"
"A lot, such as things at school, Chubby him today, oh, Chubby is a friend I just met today, do you know his ......"
The children excitedly shared with him the interesting stories of the day, and as they talked about it, they gradually became sleepy, and then fell asleep deeply.
"Whew, I'm tired. "He'd rather deal with ten paperwork than take care of the kids anymore, and he feels too tired.
The child is imaginative, always asks him some strange questions, from a small character and learning, and as a president, he is the first time to be difficult by some small questions.
"Ahem, you didn't cry by them, did you?" As the mother of the children, she naturally knows how noisy they are.
Jun Mo, a high-flying big man, if he was made crying by a group of children, the scene must be very funny.
"If you feel tired, you can ask me to come back and take care of them. ”
"No, I can handle it. Jun Mo stubbornly rejected Su Yunqing's kindness, but as everyone knows, tonight is just some pre-dinner dishes, and the children will give him more headaches in the future.
Immediately afterward, he went to Junzai's room again. Seeing these arrangements, he was full of emotion for a while.
Junzi's room was arranged by him, and the last time he came in here, it was a long time ago, if it weren't for Su Yunqing, I'm afraid he wouldn't have thought of making such an intimate move with the children.
"Dad, why are you here?" Junzi was lying on the bed and drowsy, and when she saw Jun Mo coming in, she was very puzzled, after all, her father had never entered her room.
"I'm here to talk to you, by the way, do you want to hear bedtime stories?" Jun Mo took out the story prepared in advance and asked.
"Yes. ”
Jun Mo told a story, and then chatted with Junzi about what happened in the school and how she felt during this time.
"Well, I like my mother a lot, because I feel that when she is around, it is very warm......" Junzi's eyelids gradually became heavy, and he fell asleep before he finished speaking.
Looking at her sleeping face, Jun Mo quietly withdrew from the room, although Su Yunqing's character was not very good, but Jun Mo still had to admire her for educating children very well.
Before returning to the room, he saw the figure busy below from the top of the stairs, and the strangeness in his heart grew deeper and deeper.