Chapter 935: I will coax you to sleep later (12)
Feng Qian also drove Feng Mo back to the villa.
After returning to the villa, Feng Mo got into the room, and before closing the door, he shouted to Feng Qian: "Sister, rest early."
"Um."
Feng Qian nodded, and after Feng Mo saw it, he closed the door.
According to the habit of the original owner, Feng Qian went downstairs to heat a carton of milk after taking a shower, opened it, and poured the milk into a glass.
Drinking milk is also to help sleep.
Feng Qian didn't want to experience the pain of insomnia, it was just too uncomfortable.
It was only the first day last night, and she had a feeling of being unlovable.
This feeling of wanting to sleep but not being able to sleep is so torturous.
Feng Qian walked back to the room holding the glass and sat on the bed.
After drinking the milk, lie on the bed and cover the quilt.
Feng Qian put on her headphones, opened the APP, and clicked on Cibai's homepage.
She was a little surprised to find that Ci Bai actually started a voice live broadcast.
There may be a difference between the recorded voice and the real voice. Yan Ci's voice is very similar to that of CV Cibai, but Feng Qian is not sure if they are the same person.
But no matter what, the voice of this CV called Cibai can really help her fall asleep.
Fengshen clicked into the live broadcast room.
The number of people listening online now is 20, and the cumulative number is also 20.
It looks like it just started airing.
Cibai's fan stickiness is still relatively strong. As long as Cibai starts broadcasting, they will definitely click to listen to it when they see it.
Even if Cibai never interacts with fans and only talks about himself, it does not affect these voice-activated liking of Cibai's voice.
Cibai's fans chatted in the live broadcast room, one message after another.
Feng Qian had just entered, so she sent a message.
Shallow wind: What kind of story is Cibai talking about now?
Leaves Zhiqiu: @Shallow wind, little brother Cibai is talking about selling little matches for girls.
Cotton Candy: @leavezhiqiu, what kind of black fairy tale are you talking about, and what Cibai is talking about is a little girl who sells matches.
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The fans in the live broadcast room are very active, listening and chatting.
Feng Qian didn't look at the above message again, just turned off the screen and put it next to the pillow.
She raised her hand and turned off the light in the room.
In a dark and silent environment, people will also become particularly sensitive to sound.
Cibai is never deliberately provocative. His voice is clean and clear, like being kissed by an angel. His ears are not so crisp, which will make people feel relaxed.
After Feng Qian finished listening to the little girl selling matches, there was a slight sound of turning pages in the earphones, and the man coughed lightly, as if he had taken a sip of water.
The sound of the man's Adam's apple rolling when he was drinking water could be heard faintly in his ears.
That voice, inexplicable, a little flirtatious.
Feng Qian blinked his eyes.
He touched the phone on the side and clicked it to take a look.
Seeing that gifts were being swiped on the screen, she clicked on the gift sign and finally gave a castle with 9999 diamonds.
In this software, 100 diamonds are converted into RMB 10 yuan, which is equivalent to a gift of 999.9 yuan for her.
This amount of money is not much for the original owner.
In the live broadcast room, there was Aite who thanked her, and there was Aite who said that local tyrants hugged their thighs, and they were all loyal fans of Cibai.
After a while, Ci Bai began to tell the next story.
He wouldn't introduce what story he was telling. Feng Qian knew after listening to it for a while that he was now telling the story of Princess Pea.
Feng Qian closed his eyes and listened quietly.
Halfway through the story, drowsiness struck, and with the other party's nice voice, she fell asleep unconsciously.
Very stable.
After Yan Ci finished telling the story of the last Little Red Riding Hood, he unplugged his earphones and charged his phone.
The hot water on the bedside table was cold, he got up and poured himself another cup of hot water, drank it slowly, and moistened his throat.