Chapter 136: The gold master’s cute snack broadcast (24)
"...You won't, you haven't rested all night, right?"
Xiang Xing carefully dragged Qin Yue onto the sofa in the living room and sat down.
Bending down, his small hand held up the handsome face filled with fairy qi anxiously.
God, the exhaustion looks serious.
"Um... not really."
The man chuckled, leaning forward intentionally or unintentionally, and resting his head directly on Xiang Xing's belly.
Muttered vaguely, "I closed my eyes for an hour on the plane."
"...Is that enough?"
Xiang Xing was a little unhappy.
Even if he can't fall asleep, this full night is enough for him to wake up and wake up many times.
Why bother to come back.
Depressed, the girl flashed in her mind and suddenly remembered what she had said during the video call last night.
She seems to have said that she will look for him when he wants to sleep, isn't it...
Thinking of this, Xiang Xing couldn't help shaking his head in annoyance.
Her pot!
"Okay, I'll take you to sleep."
After thinking about it, the little girl struggled to support the older man, and walked tremblingly towards the upstairs room.
During the period, the servants in the family saw this and wanted to help.
But they were all rejected one by one by Xiang Xing.
She has to carry her own pot by herself.
...
Finally throwing Qin Yue onto his big bed, Xiang Xing jumped off, grabbed two packets of potato chips, and was about to run to the small table with radio equipment.
However, the next second, the slender arm was suddenly grabbed by a big hand and pulled back.
She had to sit down again, and immediately looked back at Qin Yue suspiciously.
"How……"
"Stop using the microphone."
I saw Qin Yue throw the headset next to the pillow to the ground, holding on to his tired brown eyes, staring at her deeply.
Scarlet lips curled up faintly, "Just eat here."
"what?"
Xiang Xing was a little sluggish.
She glanced at the potato chips in her hand, and couldn't help blinking her soft apricot eyes weirdly, her mouth curled slightly, "But, the residue of potato chips will fall on the bed..."
That's unsanitary.
But, thinking about it this way, the man's ardent and sincere and pleading look made her unable to refuse.
After a pause, he finally sighed leisurely and moved to the bedside position.
Like last time, carefully picked up Qin Yue's head and rested it on his lap.
The sweet milk scent poured into his nose, the man stagnated, and he suddenly understood something in his heart.
With a soft smile, the slender arm came along and gently embraced her.
Close your heavy eyelids comfortably.
As for Xiang Xing at this time, he looked at the two packets of potato chips in a daze.
Well, she was still very worried about whether the scum would fall on Qin Yue's head when eating potato chips.
Thinking about it, the girl's little head tilted slightly, and the appearance of his head with potato chip residue suddenly appeared in her mind.
Alas.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.
Finally, the potato chips were thrown back into the basket, and the little hand turned to gently rubbed the floppy head.
The soft eyes rolled around, then he leaned down slightly and spoke softly.
"Qin Yue, can I tell you a story?"
"Well... it's all right."
Qin Yue answered vaguely.
Now, as if he suddenly discovered the new world, he found another good way.
Instead, I don’t want to use sound to help sleep.
However, where would Xiang Xing know these.
She pursed her jelly-soft lips, thinking about the collection of fairy tales that Duck Duck had let off.
Well, let’s tell a story about Aladdin’s magic lamp.