If she was given another chance, Lu Yinbing would not show her children how outstanding storytelling skills she has as an excellent actor on this sunny morning.

Lu Yinbing had a meal, Lu Xia and Xia Lu came over with a storybook; came out of the study room, and a child was squatting at the door, holding the storybook for her; even after stopping to talk to the aunt at home, when they set off, they found that their legs were extremely heavy. The two children hugged her one leg, and said in unison: "Mommy~"

Lu Yinbing heard the two of them behaved like a magical sound. She shook her whole body and tried to escape: "Mom is sitting on the sofa, let her tell you."

Lu Xia grabbed her and refused to let her go, biting her pink lips: "But my mother doesn't know how to tell."

Xia Lu: "Yes!"

Xia Yitong, who was very favored before Lu Yinbing, was not only not disappointed, but also wanted to laugh very much. If she couldn't speak, she couldn't speak. She threw a sympathetic look at Lu Yinbing and said, "I'll go upstairs to wait for you first."

Lu Yinbing was dissatisfied: "Hey."

The two children had already grabbed her arm from left to right and pulled towards the sofa. Their opinions were not consistent, and Lu Yinbing was a big one.

"Talk about Cinderella."

"No, talk about Thumb Girl."

"Cinderella!"

"Miss Thumb!"

Lu Yinbing interrupted the two of them and said, "Talking about "Sleeping Beauty".

Seeing that Mommy was angry, the two children stopped arguing and said "um" in a angrily voice.

Lu Yinbing cleared his throat, hugged a daughter with one hand, and spoke slowly: "There was a kingdom in the past. The king and the queen were very sorry that they had no children. One day they were walking by the pond, and a goldfish jumped out of the water and said, 'You two will have a cute daughter soon'. Sure enough, not long after, the queen was left with a very beautiful little princess, who was as beautiful as you..."

The two children stared at Lu Yinbing with their bright eyes for a moment.

"... Just after the eleventh witch sent her blessing, the uninvited witch came. She cursed the princess angrily," Lu Yinbing's voice became sharp and thin, "'The king's daughter would be stabbed by a spindle when she was fifteen years old and then die!"

"Mommy, what is a spindle?"

"Spindle is..." Lu Yinbing took his phone, entered the spindle in the search box, and then looked at the picture to explain it, and then followed the story. "Fortunately, there was still the last witch who did not send her blessings, but this witch's magic is not as high as the other party's spell, so she could not cancel the other party's curse, and could only make the princess not die directly after being stabbed by the spindle, but woke up after sleeping for a hundred years."

"The king and the queen put away all the spindles in the palace, but it was useless. When the princess was fifteen years old, she accidentally entered a small house in the palace, and there was an old lady weaving cloth inside. She asked the old lady what you were doing. The old lady said, "I'm weaving cloth, and the princess was very curious. She picked up the spindle and wanted to learn weaving cloth. Do you still remember what the witch said? As soon as the princess touched the spindle, she fell down. She was not dead and she fell asleep." Lu Yinbing kissed the two children on their faces before they showed a sad expression.

Xia Yitong stood at the entrance of the stairs at some point, observing Lu Yinbing, who was telling stories with soft voices. Xia Lu grabbed Lu Yinbing's long hair, and Lu Yinbing glared at her.

"The princess fell asleep, and her parents fell asleep, the horses in the stable stopped eating grass, the dogs stopped barking, the pigeons on the roof and the flies and mosquitoes on the walls all fell asleep. Huh... Huh... snored... how happy they are."

The two children were waiting for the following text, and Xia Yitong was also waiting for the following text.

Lu Yinbing spread his hands: "No."

Xia Yitong: “…”

He's really lazy.

The two children sagged their mouths at the same time.

Lu Yinbing said: "Go upstairs to sleep well. What time is it? Let's talk about it tomorrow."

The two children were covered in tears and were about to cry.

Lu Yinbing: "Mommy is sleepy, you see, I'm going to snore."

Lu Xia looked at her with accusational eyes, and Xia Lu let out a cry, her face flowing.

Lu Yinbing: "Wow, are you still taking you so naughty? It's already time, hurry up and go to bed. Aunt Liu!"

Aunt Liu jogged over, took the hands of the two children, and walked upstairs to the baby room. The two children used a thousand pounds of effort to sit on the ground and refused to leave. The accusations that should be accused, and the ones that should be cried were still crying.

Lu Yinbing was so angry that his mind was hurt. He saw Xia Yitong standing at the stairs in a blink of an eye: "Why are children like this nowadays? You are not allowed to be serialized when telling a story? You are so cute. Do you know how "One Thousand and One Nights" came about?"

Xia Yitong glanced at her helplessly, pulled out Xia Lu, who was the most cruel on the ground, hugged her in her arms and went up the stairs. When Lu Xia saw her sister being taken away, she pursed her lips and turned her eyes to Lu Yinbing.

Lu Yinbing carried her up in a similar manner, and was still angry: Xia Yitong actually hugged the child in this way? Isn’t this the only way to hug her?

The children were sent back to the room. Xia Lu pulled Lu Yinbing's sleeve tightly and refused to let her go. He persuaded the two children to keep talking tomorrow if he would not cry or make trouble at night.

"Good night kids."

"Good night mom."

The door of the children's room was closed as the lights dimmed.

Go back to the master bedroom and close the door.

"Tell me about you..." Xia Yitong shook her head. I really don't know whether Lu Yinbing had any intention or intention. She had to tell a story halfway, which was so stunning that even adults like her who were familiar with fairy tales wanted to hear her say it in such a voice, let alone two children who were addicted to stories.

"Give me a sip... cough cough, water." Lu Yinbing choked and coughed.

Xia Yitong didn't say anything to blame, and quickly poured her a glass of water under Lu Yinbing's cough.

Lu Yinbing looked at her with a frown, looking aggrieved.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yitong hugged her shoulder and sat down on the edge of the bed. Why did she feel wronged?

Lu Yinbing poked Xia Yitong's heart one after another, and his resentful eyes brought a hook, making Xia Yitong feel guilty.

"I have no conscience and forgot me after having a child. I said all morning and my throat hurts. I had a cold. You have to ask me to tell them a story for the whole night." Lu Yinbing said.

"Do you have a fever?" Xia Yitong quickly reached out to touch her forehead.

Lu Yinbing patted her hand and hummed softly: "You don't have to worry about it."

Xia Yitong looked at her for two seconds. Lu Yinbing's painting style is very wrong now. Once her painting style is wrong, she cannot treat it according to common sense. It must be even more weird than her painting style.

Xia Yitong took back her original plan, touched her heart softly, rubbing it gently, her voice soft as glutinous rice sticking to teeth.

Ci: "Then what do you want me to do?"

Lu Yinbing was not afraid of itchy, nor was he afraid of itchy. He couldn't hold back when blowing his ears and touching his hands in a mess. He immediately stopped tense and laughed: "Are you annoyed?"

Xia Yitong also smiled: "Am I annoyed to ask you?"

Lu Yinbing snorted again.

Xia Yitong was getting more and more flawed and approached her: "Am I annoyed?"

Lu Yinbing wanted to refuse and welcomed him: "Don't come over."

Xia Yitong hugged her, lowered her head and kissed her loudly on her lips, and asked repeatedly: "Are you annoying, are you annoying, huh?"

Lu Yinbing's heart and hands were itchy this time, and he couldn't stand it and pressed her down on the wrong hand, and pressed her under him as an advisor: "Isn't it annoying, okay?"

"No, if you don't care, you will be perfunctory."

"Hey, you've gotten so bad temper recently."

"I've been with you recently."

"See the trick!"

"I flash!"

"Didn't go away hahaha."

The two of them played and played, rolled into a ball on the bed, wrinkled the sheets, and finally sat up with disheveled hair, looking at each other's smile, Lu Yinbing went to the bedside to touch his cell phone: "I want to take a photo and post it online, so that everyone can see what the Xia Daying Queen, whom they love to the death, looks crazy in private."

Xia Yitong: "I am Xue Yao. I feel that my hair will be getting less again soon. I don't know why."

Lu Yinbing: "Hahahahaha, I won't send it anymore. I saw them shopping in the mall two days ago. Holding hands, Xue's mother smiled so sweetly, and her wig was almost falling off."

Xia Yitong's words were serious: "Don't always say bad things about Xue Ma, it's not good."

Lu Yinbing looked at her.

Xia Yitong blinked: "It's okay to say something occasionally."

The two laughed again.

With a pair of glasses on his nose, Xue Yao, who was sitting on the bed reading a book, sneezing loudly, and more than half of her glasses were thrown out. Su Han, who was on the side, said nervously: "Has you caught a cold?"

Is it because they didn’t cover the quilt last night?

Xue Yao shook her head and said, "It's okay, it must be those two bastards who are whispering me behind their backs. Just get used to it."

After thinking for a moment, Su Han dug out a thick coat from the cabinet and coaxed her to put it on with Xue Yao's unhappy frown: "It's easy to catch a cold after the season changes, so it's better to be careful."

Xue Yao agreed with her eyebrows.

Su Han couldn't help but pinch Xue Yao's hand and smiled.

"Why are you laughing at?" The beauty was standing beside her, and she moved her hands from time to time. Xue Yao could not read the book, closed the book and put it aside.

"You frowned at me just now. Have you noticed it?"

"What's so strange about frowning?" Xue Yao laughed, "Can't I frown?"

"It's not that, I wish you wrinkled for a while."

Xue Yao: "???"

Su Han was so happy that he was just dating a young man in his seventeen or eighteen years old: "You are getting more and more expressions of me now, have you not noticed?"

Xue Yao: “…Hmm.”

Su Han said: "I'm very happy."

Xue Yao grinned and smiled so hard that she showed her gums: "I'm very happy too."
To be continued...