After sending Meow back to the room, he took the fairy tale book and read two short stories to Meow Meow.

The story is more simple, the prince and the princess, the little red envelope and the big bad wolf...... There is a clear distinction between good and evil, and the world of fairy tales is always beautiful.

For this kind of naïve and childish fairy tale, Winter has long been disbelieved, and he reads it very stiffly, as if he is reading a primary school text.

But Meowth listened carefully.

After reading the two stories, it was almost time to read in winter, and Meowth began to yawn, and he put the storybook down.

Winter whispers to Meowmeow, "Meow, good night......"

Meow Meow nodded and said, "Brother Winter too, good night." ”

Winter didn't leave right away, he thought about it, and finally lowered his head and kissed Meow on the cheek.

"Good night...... Sweet dreams! ”

After the winter kiss, he didn't dare to stop for a long time, and left quickly with a red face.

He stepped out of the door, gently closed the door, leaned his back against the panel, and let out a long breath.

Every time he kissed Meow on the cheek and forehead, he felt like he was sinning, as if he were ...... In, defile the goodness of the angels.

However, he always couldn't help but want to be close to her.

In the winter's heart, the people he longs for the most, wants to protect the most, and is the most unwilling to hurt, there is only one meow.

He wanted to protect her innocence, her innocence, her beauty......

Meow meow is all the driving force for winter growth.

Every time he can't hold on, he will cheer himself up, and he must hold on for meow.

If he can't hold on, Uncle Liancheng will be disappointed in him and won't let him get close to Meow Meow anymore.

Winter clenched his fists, he can't slack off, he has to work harder.

Meow turned over through a door, yawned twice in a row, and tears were about to flow out of the corners of her sleepy eyes.

Meow Meow opened her big wet eyes, pouted and looked at the cat bracelet on her wrist, and muttered, "It's so late today, why don't you say goodnight to me." ”

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep first, good night!"

Meow's voice was very confused, and after the last word was finished, her eyelids were almost all glued together.

Within a minute, she fell into a dark sweet dream, her mouth slightly open, and her breathing was even and long.

Waiting until the cat-style wall clock hanging at the head of her bed, the hour, minute, and second hands all point to 12, the bracelet on Meowmeow's wrist glows a faint red fluorescent, and a soft greeting comes from the bracelet: "Good night and happy new year!" ”

It was a very special voice, a slightly lower voice, and it sounded like a very young boy.

The words were spoken in Chinese, but obviously Chinese was not very good, a little rusty, very slow, and every word seemed to come out of the throat after careful consideration.

But it's surprisingly good, and compared with those foreigners who sound particularly awkward when speaking Chinese, his voice is too good.

But on a night like this, to hear such a voice, is really ...... It's kind of weird.

The bracelet on Meowmeow's wrist lit up for about ten minutes, then slowly faded and the bracelet returned to normal.

Meowth didn't know anything about this, she had told Winter that her bracelet would talk to her, just because every night around 10 o'clock, Meow would hear the other person say good night!

But this secret, winter thought, was just a naïve fantasy of meowing.

But I don't know, this ...... It's true.