The mistress has grown up and it is the first time for her to sleep in the same bed with a girl, so she is shy and a little nervous.
"OK."
Yun Mian responded sweetly and crawled onto the bed on both hands and feet.
In her previous life, she had slept under a bridge, so was she still afraid of sleeping with a little brat?
Seeing that Yun Mian was like a meat dumpling, her short legs couldn't jump up to the bed even after two kicks. The mistress couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked up, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and hugged her with the other.
He pushed her little butt hard.
The warm touch on her butt made Yun Mian's little body stiffen. After climbing onto the bed, she turned around and stared at the mistress with some dissatisfaction.
"Chu Grasshopper is bad and touches people's buttocks."
Seeing the accusatory look on the little girl in front of her, and staring at him with an aggrieved expression, the mistress, who had done nothing wrong, actually felt a little guilty.
"Pink Dudu, don't cry. I saw that you couldn't get into bed for a long time, so I wanted to help you."
Yun Mian's big wet eyes blinked.
"real?"
The mistress 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 Chuxiao, you are such a good person. I decided to tell good Chu Chuxiao a bedtime story."
Yun Mian climbed into the small bed and lay down on his side. He looked at the mistress standing in front of the bed and smiled so hard that his eyes turned into crescent moons.
"Chu Grasshopper, come up quickly, I'm going to start telling a story."
The young master, who had not heard a bedtime story since he was six years old, suddenly felt a little hopeful in his heart.
What story will Pink Dudu tell?
"Um."
The mistress nodded, quickly climbed onto the bed, and lay down next to Yun Mian, waiting expectantly for Yun Mian's bedtime story.
"Pink Dudu, you really know how to tell bedtime stories."
"Chu, don't look down on others. Although I am small, I am smart."
Yun Mian raised his eyebrows, made a proud expression, and then began to tell a bedtime story.
"Once upon a time, there was a Lanruo Temple. There lived a thousand-year-old tree demon named Grandma in Lanruo Temple. Grandma accepted a group of little female ghosts as her disciples. The two female ghosts named Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing were very beautiful. Grandma ordered them to confuse living people, and then
To dig out the heart of a living person..."
Yun Mian crackled and told the story of A Chinese Ghost Story to the mistress. Only halfway through the story, the mistress was so frightened that he covered himself with the quilt.
"Pink...Pink Dudu, I...I'm sleepy, you...stop."
Yun Mian noticed that the bulge in the quilt was trembling slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
Sure enough, he is still a little kid.
"Chu Grasshopper, you are trembling. Are you afraid? You won't be afraid when you fall asleep. You can fall asleep quickly."
"I...I'm not scared, I'm just a little cold."
The mistress replied sternly to Yun Mian, then closed her eyes in bed. Within twenty minutes, Yun Mian found that the bulge in the quilt was no longer trembling.
"Chu Grasshopper, are you asleep?"
Yun Mian stretched out his legs and tentatively kicked the mistress under the quilt. The mistress curled up in the quilt remained motionless.
"Phew, you can be considered asleep."
A hint of a successful smile flashed in Yun Mian's eyes.
On this hot day, Yun Mian was worried that the mistress might cover her up, so Yun Mian gently lifted the quilt for him, turned off the light, and then imagined the space in his mind. With a thought, a powerful attraction appeared.
beside her.
The night outside is hazy, the moonlight is like gauze, and frogs are chirping. Inside the space, the sun is shining brightly, and the spiritual spring is tinkling.
Yun Mian appeared near the spiritual spring, turned his eyes, and scanned the black spiritual soil.
Seeing clearly the green seedlings growing on the black spiritual soil, her eyes suddenly seemed to have inhaled a golden light, and her eyes sparkled.
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