Chapter 1395

She keeps saying that she is sleeping, but her eyes are wide open. From Xiaoyu's point of view, the child loves his mother, and is forced to sleep only when he is accommodating. Xiaoyu will only appreciate the child's sensibility and love him more.

When Xiaoyu is good to his children, he becomes a bad man and is at a disadvantage. Unexpectedly, he is worshipped by his own children. What a shame!

"Can't Xiaobei sleep?" Xiaoyu gently pinches yebei's chubby face and looks at his shining eyes. She is really worthy of her son.

"No, no, I'll soon be able to sleep. I won't disturb my mother. I'll close my eyes and go to sleep." Yebei closes her eyes and buries her head in Xiaoyu's arms.

Slightly squinting eyes, gently shaking eyelashes, all show that he can't sleep.

Xiaoyu touched yebei's head silently and said softly, "my mother is not sleepy. I'm in good health. I'll tell you a story."

Since he is not sleepy and wants to listen to the story, she can tell it. It's cruel to force him to sleep.

"No, Xiaobei didn't want to work hard for his mother. He fell asleep after a while." Night North's small head shaking like a rattle, dark eyes full of dignified.

Dongfang yexuan looks gloomy, little guy, but he can be a man and put on airs!

Children are so sensible, he is throwing out, Xiaoyu will certainly annoy him.

It should have been thrown out at the beginning of casting, and there was no need to waste saliva.

Sleeping in silence on the other side.

"It's not hard for me. I'm very happy to tell our baby a story." Xiaoyu gives Dongfang yexuan a look of your own. She holds the child over to give him a wider distance. She pulls over the brocade and covers them.

"A long time ago, there was a small mountain village..."

Xiaoyu's tone is gentle, and the story is vivid, which makes people experience the scene. Yebei is in her arms, holding her little arm, listening with relish.

Light rain secretly sent a little aura to the child's body, and it didn't hurt to check him.

Dongfang yexuan is lying on the edge of the big bed covered with a quilt. Her calm eyes are boundless,

Yebei lies between him and Xiaoyu. When he lies on his right side, he can see the curtains everywhere. When he lies on his left side, he can see yebei's small back. Xiaoyu's exquisite body and beautiful face are blocked by him. Yexuan can't really see them.

Xiaoyu Qingling's voice rings gently, and the brocade quilt also seems to have the unique fragrance of her body. Yexuan's slender body is slightly hot. Looking at his wife who is close but can't be close to her, he is inexplicably upset and reaches out to pull the brocade quilt.

Unexpectedly, he noticed that the brocade had been turned back by the slippery yebei. He was looking at shangyexuan's deep and sulky eyes. He was surprised and said, "father, you haven't slept yet."

Looking back, he said to Xiaoyu: "mother, Xiaobei doesn't listen to the story, and can't disturb his parents' rest."

"Xiaobei is so sensible." Xiaoyu smiles and pinches yebei's chubby face.

Night Xuan slightly frowns, in the heart dark born a little vigilant, past experience tells him, night north every time to speak to him, he will have an accident.

Sure enough, Xiaoyu praised yebei. When he looked at him, he said with a smile: "husband, Xiaobei can't sleep. I don't know when my story will be told. Why don't you go to sleep in the soft collapse in front of the window. The curtain of the big bed is very thick. If you put it down, it can be soundproof. I'll keep my voice down to make sure it won't disturb you..."