She also thought of the scene where the TV was broken.
She became more and more frightened, and her body shook into a ball on the bed, holding a stuffed carrot tightly in her hand, and finally couldn't help shouting: "Little Uncle Shen! Little Uncle Shen!—— "
Shen Yichen came very quickly. He was still sleepy, his hair was a little disheveled, and he rushed in without even wearing slippers.
"Qiqi, what's wrong?"
He ran to her bed, and she looked at him with red eyes, pursed her lips, and a tear hung on her long, curly eyelashes, "I'm afraid..."
The thunder hadn't stopped yet, and Shen Yichen knew what she was afraid of. He sat down by the bed and pulled her over, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Qiqi, it's okay, it's just thunder."
Lei Qiqi suddenly shook his hand and guided it to her heart, "But it's so scary. My heart keeps beating wildly. I feel like it's going to kill me. Uncle Shen, I'm really scared."
"Don't talk nonsense..."
The girl's breasts were not yet mature, but were soft and cute, like a peach. Shen Yishen's hand pressed on her heart, and he suddenly stiffened. Qiqi's face was filled with fear. She was still too young, probably. I haven't thought about the defense between men and women yet, but I have always relied on myself.
But he couldn't help but worry.
He pulled his hand back, covered her with a quilt, and said hurriedly: "It's okay. It'll be fine once the doors and windows are closed. You can sleep peacefully."
After saying that, he was about to leave, but Lei Qiqi quickly grabbed him again, "Little Uncle Shen!"
Shen sighed deeply, and he heard her say: "You can sleep with me, I don't dare to be alone."
When she blinked her starry eyes and looked at him pitifully, Shen Yichen really couldn't refuse, let alone her sadness.
He sighed inwardly and sat back, "Okay, I'll stay with you. You can sleep, I'll be right here."
"You hug me to sleep, how can you sleep sitting down?" Lei Qiqi pulled him down and lay down.
Shen Yichen's body was always as stiff as a stone. She found a comfortable position in his arms and got in. Another sound of thunder struck, and she quickly shouted: "Little Uncle Shen!"
He pulled the quilt to cover her, stretched out his big hands and covered her ears, "Okay, I can't hear you anymore."
"Um!"
After a while, Shen Yichen's stiff limbs were almost numb. The girl's unique body fragrance mixed with the smell of her shower gel rushed to the tip of his nose. He covered her ears and couldn't help but look at her. Her face is fair and pink, and she is holding him tightly in a dependent posture.
Shen Yichen desperately told himself that this was the girl he had grown up with, and she was equivalent to his daughter, in order to relieve his embarrassment.
He moved quietly, but he didn't expect her to move too. Her little head moved back and forth in his arms, which made his body feel a little warm. It turned out that she was not asleep at all.
"Uncle Shen, you smell so good." She suddenly expressed her opinion.
Shen Yichen felt a bang, blood rushed to his forehead, and his body became a little stiffer.
He wanted to say something to her, but as a grown man, he really didn't know what to say to her.
"Qiqi..."
"Um?"
"It's okay, go to sleep."
He decided to discuss it with her wet nurse tomorrow and let her teach her.
"You are not allowed to leave even if I am asleep." The girl in her arms made another request.
Shen Yichen patted her back and said, "I got it."
Only then did she close her eyes with satisfaction.