The villain's group pet cute cub

Chapter 1204 This little dumpling is no longer easy to fool

"Is there something wrong?" Yu Jinxiao raised his hand slightly, signaling Gao Zhou not to continue talking.

The current little glutinous rice balls are not worry-free glutinous rice balls, they have tiger heads and tiger brains, and they don't know what they are quietly eavesdropping on.

It's best not to say anything.

Yu Jinxiao suddenly missed the days when he talked casually in front of Xiao Tangyuan. At that time, Yu Yuanyuan was not so "smart", and there were many things that could be discussed unpreparedly in front of her.

"Yuanyuan wants to hear a story~" The little head was tilted cutely, and her eyes were briskly looking at Yu Jinxiao, "It's okay, pull it out?"

Can!Of course you can! ! !

Gao Zhou was so emotional that his eyes narrowed into a line while holding his hands.

Such a cute little cub just wants to hear a story, who can say no?

Oh, but...

He wakes up for a second, he is not the original deity.

Envious and jealous Gao Zhou tilted his head, and looked at Yu Jinxiao with resentful and complicated eyes.

That look seemed to be deliberately putting pressure on Yu Jinxiao, making him let go of his promise to tell Xiao Zai Zai a story.

Yu Jinxiao frowned uncomfortably, got up and picked up the little dumpling: "What story do you want to hear?"

While walking towards the room, Yu Jinxiao hinted with his hands that Gao Zhou should go back first.

When she returned to her room with Xiaotangyuan in her arms, several picture books had already been laid out on her bed.

Although she has heard these stories countless times, she always enjoys them as if they were hearing them for the first time when they are told to her by different people every day.

"I want... I want to hear the story of Little Red Head~" Yu Yuanyuan lay on Yu Jinxiao's shoulder, tilting her head and making selections in a childish voice.

Little red head? ? ?
What kind of fairy tale is this that he has never heard of?

Although Yu Jinxiao didn't have a childhood where his father told stories, but in order to coax Xiao Tangyuan, he was forced to read a lot of fairy tales, and he knew the content and names of these stories at his fingertips.

This little redhead...he really hadn't heard of it.

Did someone buy her a new storybook?
"Bring me the book." Putting the little glutinous rice balls on the bed, Yu Jinxiao calmly urged Yu Yuanyuan to get the storybook, without saying that he couldn't understand her at all.

According to Xiao Tangyuan's temper, if she knew that he didn't understand, she might tease him in a childish voice.

Xiao Zai Zai crawled on the bed like a caterpillar, picked up a book and handed it over.

Yu Jinxiao took it over and took a look: "..." What little red head, that's Little Red Riding Hood!

"Yu Yuanyuan, this is the story of Little Red Riding Hood, not Little Red Head." Yu Jinxiao reminded in a deep voice after finally figuring out the content of the story.

On the other end, Yu Yuanyuan has obediently tucked into the quilt and lay down, pinching a corner of the quilt with her paws, blinking her big eyes and looking at him: "Oh, I want to hear about Little Red Riding Hood~"

Yu Yuanyuan likes to listen to Ba Ba's storytelling the most.

Because other people tell stories with ups and downs in tone and expression. Although they are very involved when listening, they feel a little less.

Baba storytelling is different.

Like a robot, just read, never care about the tone, the babbling rhythm is the most hypnotic!
"Baba~Why did the big bad wolf pretend to be grandma?" Yu Yuanyuan listened and entered the questioning session again.

Yu Jinxiao held the book in one hand, while the other hand was busy patting Zai Zai: "It's disguised as grandma, so that Little Red Riding Hood can relax its vigilance, and then eat her."

"But... the face of a werewolf is different from that of a human." Yu Yuanyuan seems to have upgraded, and entered the mode of [-] whys, "Why can't Little Red Riding Hood see it, and still go into the house?"

There is... makes sense.

Not good!This little glutinous rice ball is no longer easy to fool!

(End of this chapter)