“…… You don't, you haven't had a night's rest, do you? ”

Xiang Xing carefully dragged Qin Yue to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

Bending down, his little hands worriedly held up the handsome face with a fairy aura.

God, the exhaustion is so severe.

"Hmm...... Neither is it. ”

The man chuckled, leaned forward intentionally or unintentionally, and his head rested directly on Xiang Xing's stomach.

Confused, he muttered, "I had an hour of closing my eyes on the plane." ”

“…… Is that enough? ”

Xiang Xing was a little displeased.

Even if he couldn't sleep, this was enough time for him to wake up many times in one night.

Why are you rushing back?

In the depression, the girl's mind flashed, and she suddenly remembered what she had said during the video call last night.

She seems to, said, wait for him when he wants to sleep, and then look for him, isn't it......

Thinking of this, Xiang Xing couldn't help but shake his little head in annoyance.

Her pot!

"Alright, I'll take you to bed."

After thinking about it, the little girl struggled to help the big man up, and walked towards the upstairs room tremblingly.

During this period, the servants at home saw this and stepped forward to help.

but they were all rejected by Xiang Xing one by one.

She has to carry her own pot.

……

Finally throwing Qin Yue on his big bed, Xiang Xing jumped down, grabbed two packets of potato chips casually, and prepared to run to the small table with radio equipment.

However, in the next second, the slender arm was suddenly grabbed by a big hand and pulled back.

She had to sit down again, and then looked back at Qin Yue suspiciously.

"How ......"

"Don't use a microphone."

I saw Qin Yue casually throwing the headset next to the pillow to the ground, holding his brown eyes full of tiredness, staring at her deeply.

Scarlet lips curled faintly, "Just eat here." ”

"Huh?"

Xiang Xing was a little sluggish.

She looked at the potato chips in her hand, and couldn't help blinking her soft apricot eyes strangely, and her mouth was slightly pouted, "However, the potato chip dregs will fall on the bed......"

That's unhygienic.

However, thinking about it this way, the man's warm and sincere, and slightly coquettish pleading gaze, made her unable to refuse.

After a pause, he finally sighed leisurely and moved to the head of the bed.

Like last time, carefully picked up Qin Yue's head and pillowed it on his lap.

The soft and sweet smell of milk poured into his nostrils, and the man froze, and suddenly understood something in his heart.

With a slight smile, the slender arm came along and gently hugged her.

Close heavy eyelids comfortably and comfortably.

As for Xiang Xing at this time, he was stunned when he looked at the two packets of potato chips in his hand.

Hmm, she was still very worried about whether the scum would fall on Qin Yue's head when she ate potato chips.

Thinking about it, the girl's little head tilted slightly, and the appearance of his head of potato chip residue suddenly appeared in her mind.

Belch.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

Finally, he threw the chips back into the basket, and his little hands gently rubbed the fluffy head.

The soft eyes flickered, and he leaned down slightly and spoke softly.

"Qin Yue, shall I tell you a story?"

"Hmm...... Either way. ”

Qin Yue answered vaguely.

Now, as if he had suddenly discovered a new continent, he had found a good way.

On the contrary, I don't pursue the use of sound to help you sleep.

However, where would Xiang Xing know this.

She pursed her jelly-soft lips and thought carefully about the collection of fairy tales that Duck Duck had let go.

Well, let's tell me the story of Aladdin's magic lamp.