Soon both of them sat down, and Quincy turned on her precious device.
"Are you in a bad mood? Then let me tell you a story."
After speaking, Quincy put on the headset for Pippi, and then he started talking to the radio equipment, and then adjusted his own voice.
"Is this voice okay?"
This voice is very gentle, not harsh at all, it sounds very comfortable, like the warmth slowly flowing into my heart.
Pippi nodded, and Quincy immediately began to tell the fairy tales in her mind.
The fairy tale he told was something that Pippi had never heard before, and sure enough, the stories he heard were different when he was a few years younger.
This story calmed Pippi's heart a lot, because it was a beautiful story, and Quincy was very calm when telling the story, like a mature man.
She would turn her head to look at his profile from time to time, not thinking that he was a child.
But Quinxi's appearance is very tender, her skin is like a baby's... It's really an indescribable feeling.
Perhaps it was his good attitude that affected Pippi, so her mood also improved. Kunxi said that she was not tired, so Pippi listened closely to the second story and the third story...
After Quincy finished telling the story, he took the initiative to change places with Pippi.
"I think your voice is also very nice, or you can try it."
"Huh? What am I trying?"
Quincy smiled, and said her wish innocently, "I really want to be a radio host, especially the kind of late-night emotional shows."
"Um?"
Pippi couldn't help frowning, "Late night emotional show..."
She couldn't help laughing after repeating, "How old are you, how many times have you been in love, and you still want to host a late-night emotional show? Can you answer all those questions."
"No, I'm not talking about solving love problems, but conveying warmth in this world."
"Oh oh, that's what it means."
"Um."
Quincy nodded resolutely, and he quickly adjusted the machine to a setting suitable for Pippi.
"Try it and tell me a story."
"All right."
I don't understand what Kunxi wants to do, but since he insists so much, Pippi agrees. After all, he also comforted her mood, so let's take it as a reward.
Pippi began to tell the story, and Quincy was fascinated by it.
After she finished telling the story, Quinxi suddenly held her hand excitedly, "I like your voice, can we..."
He seemed a little embarrassed to continue talking, but Pippi probably guessed what he said.
"Can't!"
Pippi resolutely rejected this little boy.
"No! Absolutely not!"
As she said that, she took Quinxi's hand away, "Your liking is too sudden, and you are really small. I'm not interested in your type."
"No, I..."
"Okay, don't explain anything, it's useless to explain, my sister won't like a brother like you."
"I……"
Quince insisted on explaining, but was still interrupted by Pippi.
"Quinxi, let me tell you the truth. I don't have a boyfriend, but I like mature men. You should have many faces. When you are calm, you will mature beyond your actual age, but this is still not as good as an uncle with life experience. us."
"I really didn't mean that..."
"I heard it clearly, you don't need to deny it. I understand that you all like your sister at this age, because your peers haven't exuded femininity yet, but you have to wait and take it easy."