Chapter 202 Fairy Tales
This is what Tang Jiao saw when he came out of the shower, and he couldn't help amusedly beckoning Pei Xizhou to leave first.

"If you dislike your father so quickly, then let me tell you a story tonight."

Pei Ban smiled and pursed her lips: "Why don't you two tell me a story together? One character per person is much better than two people telling a story at the same time."

Tang Jiao was angry and funny, this little kid had a good idea.

"Come on, mother."

Pei Ban started acting coquettishly and cute, and almost rolled over on the bed to attract her attention.

Pei Xizhou lay on the side and watched quietly, without any intention of stopping.

Tang Jiao sat on the other side of the bed helplessly: "What story are you telling?"

Pei Ban was overjoyed, and happily took the storybook from Pei Xizhou's hand: "Snow White."

"..." Tang Jiao was a little helpless. This child usually complained about the immaturity of fairy tales. It must be during her business trip that Jiang Che often read stories to her and cultivated her fairy tale genes. Now she can take the initiative to say that she wants to listen. story up.

However, since it was hand-picked by his daughter, Tang Jiao had no reason to refuse, so he could only sit on the other side cooperatively, and then Pei Ban finally experienced what maybe many people may not have experienced, the story of parents telling stories together screen.

In order to make this moment of happiness last longer, Pei Ban insisted not to sleep, kept on and on, and finally managed to put his parents to sleep.

Looking at Pei Xizhou and Tang Jiao, who was sleeping soundly next to him, Pei Ban secretly took out the watch of Little Genius, raised his paw high, and took a selfie.

In the photo, Pei Ban was grinning happily, and Pei Xizhou and Tang Jiao were sleeping soundly.

She looked at it for a long time, and liked this photo very much, and finally shared it with her little friend, that is, Jiang Che who also had a little genius watch.

At that time, Jiang Che had just finished his homework and was speechless looking at the stolen vegetable garden, when the bell rang, the sound of a message coming from the little genius's watch.

He opened in doubt, and Pei Ban sent a photo of a family of three.

Pei Ban: Mom and Dad will tell me a story tonight.

Looking at this picture, Jiang Che unconsciously curled his lips. Pei Ban and his junior uncle are orphans, and she is so young, so she definitely desires her parents more than others, so she unconsciously puts her elder sister and elder sister's son as an orphan. It is understandable for friends to be their own parents.

So Jiang Che didn't doubt it at all, and just typed a word: Envy, but the adults are already asleep, so don't play any more, go to bed quickly.

Pei Ban looked at Jiang Che's reply, stuck out his tongue, put his watch away, and fell asleep beautifully with one hand hugging an adult's arm.

Early the next morning, Pei Xizhou felt a little numb all over his body. When he regained consciousness, he suddenly found that he fell asleep while telling a story last night, and he stayed up all night in the same sleeping position.

In front of them are little Pei Ban and Tang Jiao, the mother and daughter are sleeping soundly.

He stayed for a while, and when he was in a daze, Tang Jiao on the opposite side slowly opened his eyes.

When Tang Jiao regained consciousness and saw Pei Xizhou on the opposite side, he was also taken aback.

Then the two looked at each other silently for a while, and got up tacitly. Pei Ban was still sleeping, and he couldn't wake up for a while.

The two left the bed in embarrassment, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Tang Jiao went back to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror whose hair was messed up like a chicken coop. He unconsciously thought about Pei Xizhou, how could his hair look like a chicken coop while others' hair could stay so smooth?

As a woman, it was a shame that she lost.

Tang Jiao brushed his teeth and washed his face in frustration. When he came out of the room, Pei Xizhou was already cooking porridge.

Thinking of how embarrassing the two of them were just now, it was really inappropriate to meet now, so Tang Jiao decided to sneak back to the house and stay until Pei Ban woke up.

Unexpectedly, Pei Xizhou's hearing is very good, and he turned his head when he heard Tang Jiao's footsteps.

"Ajiao, I'm going to make flower dew later, can you help me pick some flowers outside?"

"Ah?" Tang Jiao was caught off guard, and the reason was so hard to refuse.

She glanced at the clusters of flowers outside and scratched her head to find the basket.

However, after coming to the garden, Tang Jiao was confused again, what kind of fruit should I pick?Pei Xizhou didn't say anything either.

She turned around and was about to go back to ask, but unexpectedly bumped into Pei Xizhou's arms, and Tang Jiao's eyes stared at her broad and strong chest.

"Be careful." Pei Xizhou put his arms around her, with a concerned look on his face: "Are you okay?"

Looking at Tang Jiao's reddish nose, Pei Xizhou helplessly rubbed her head: "Don't you know kung fu? The five senses are a bit weak."

"..." Tang Jiao: "You look like a ghost, can you blame me? And you didn't tell me what flowers to pick, am I just thinking?"

Hearing Tang Jiao's defense, Pei Xizhou couldn't help laughing.

It took a while before I started telling her what kind of flowers to pick.

Seeing him picking flowers by hand, Tang Jiao was a little puzzled: "Your porridge..."

"It's already stuffed with a small fire, just go and have a look later."

So when the fat man and his son came over, what they saw was Tang Jiao and Pei Xizhou picking flowers in the garden like a couple of gods.

The two of them didn't need to say a word at all to make people feel pleasing to the eye.

The fat man couldn't help tugging at his son's collar: "Can you learn from Yuan Wei."

Uncle Fat has been talked about by his father since he was a child, and he has long been immune to this kind of rhetoric. He complained indifferently: "Didn't we agree not to talk about marriage?"

The fat man was beaten by his son, and he really had nothing to say.

"Okay, Dad, let's take a picture of Master quickly, so that he can be happy too."

The fat uncle said and quickly took out his mobile phone to take a picture, distracting his father's attention.

Upstairs, Pei Ban was also sitting by the balcony, holding his fat face with a look of intoxication.

Ah, what a pleasing picture.

What a matching golden boy and jade girl.

This is her parents, how proud they are.

The little genius's watch faltered, and the kid was so excited that he was like something.

Downstairs, Pei Xizhou quickly discovered Fatty and his son, so he handed over the kitchen to them with more peace of mind, and he took Tang Jiao to pick flowers the whole time.

Then Pei Xizhou's flower dew making course began.

From washing flowers, cooling flowers, to shaping flowers, soaking flowers, the whole process is sacred and rigorous.

During this process, Tang Jiao once again felt that Pei Xizhou seemed to be shining.

The classic temperament of this man is really too rare. No wonder his Xianxia character can become a blockbuster. This innate temperament is really something ordinary people can't imitate, nor can they envy.

Pei Xizhou caught Tang Jiao in a daze again, and couldn't help but smile: "Why have you been distracted? Is my class boring?"

"Eh?" Tang Jiao blinked innocently: "Who...who said I was distracted."

She is not a scumbag.

(End of this chapter)

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