Chapter 177

Qin Yining thought for a moment: "I want to hear the story of the little crocodile."

Huo Chengzhou hooked his lips and smiled kindly: "sleep with me and I'll tell you."

Qin Yining held Qiao an's hand tightly: "no, I want to sleep with Qiao's mother."

"Then go and listen to the story of snow white." Huo Chengzhou reminded.

Qin Yining shook his head: "I want to hear the story of the little crocodile."

Huo Chengzhou raised his eyebrow: "then sleep with me."

Qin Yining insisted: "no, I want to sleep with Joe's mother."

"Then go and listen to snow white."

"I want to hear the story of the little crocodile."

"Then sleep with me."

"No, I want to sleep with Joe's mother."

“……”

When the same conversation was repeated several times, Joan raised her hand and held her forehead: "Yining, Joe's mother can tell you the story of a little crocodile on her mobile phone."

Qin Yining thought, "but I want to hear from my father Huo."

His little head tilted: "or we'll sleep together."

Joanne was stunned: "what did you say?"

Sleep with Huo Chengzhou? You're kidding! They are in an agreement relationship. They will go their separate ways after a year. Sleep together? Slip the world!

"I said, mom Joe and dad Huo, let's sleep together." Qin Yining repeated it again, took qiao'an back for two steps, and took Huo Chengzhou's hand: "let's go, father Huo, tell stories and sleep."

Huo Chengzhou was happy, his face remained calm, and he coughed briefly: "that's a good idea."

With the naked eye, Joan's big eyes blinked, and there was something incredible in her eyes.

Huo Chengzhou raised his eyebrows slightly and said quietly, "or do you have a better idea?"

Joanne: "... I can tell stories on my cell phone."

"But Qin Yining doesn't seem to like it very much." Huo Chengzhou pinched Qin Yining's small face: "do you like Uncle Huo to tell you stories or mother Qiao to tell you stories on her mobile phone?"

"Father Huo tells stories." Qin Yining turned out a book from the box with short legs and handed it to Huo Chengzhou: "just talk about this one. After talking, I'll go to bed."

"OK." Huo Chengzhou rubbed Qin Yining's small head with a gentle and amiable face: "let's go upstairs."

In this way, the three people went upstairs from the elevator side by side. In front of Joan's door, she hesitated: "I'd better be in my room, so that you can... Get busy with your own affairs when Yining falls asleep."

"OK." Huo Chengzhou scanned her reddish face with a pair of eyes, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked.

Qin Yining blinked his big black grape eyes and asked in a loud voice, "Dad Huo, why are you so happy?"

Huo Chengzhou looked down at him and listened to Qin Yining add: "I saw you laughing."

Joanne: "

Huo Chengzhou coughed twice to hide his embarrassment: "I'm not laughing, I just think you're cute."

Qin Yining would not care about this, but happily took their hands into the room.

Once again into this room, as always empty, Huo Chengzhou now feels that the furnishings are particularly warm.

When qiao'an went to wash, Huo Chengzhou went to bed with Qin Yining, sat on his side and began to tell him a story.

Huo Chengzhou began to tell a whole bedtime story from the first. When Joan came out with neat pajamas, a book was not half finished.

Joanne groped into bed from one side and asked softly, "Yining, have you heard the story of the little crocodile? Does Mom Joe coax you to sleep?"

"No, you can't finish this book." Qin Yining said solemnly.

Joanne sat and listened silently for a while. She had to say that Huo Chengzhou's voice was low and sweet, and the story was vivid and beautiful.

Qiao'an will inevitably think of what Qin Jingzhi said. Huo Chengzhou's hobby is dubbing.