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At eight o'clock in the evening, Chu Qingyue was telling stories to the children, and Mu Qingluan sat quietly beside him, in front of the audience with the children.

At 09:30 in the evening, the children were still enjoying themselves, and the director asked the children to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

Chu Qingyue didn't come every day, so the children spent extra time with him.

It's just that time flies, and more than ten hours have passed without knowing it.

No matter how reluctant the children are, they cannot delay their rest.

At their age, getting enough rest is important.

But facing the children's reluctant eyes, Chu Qingyue couldn't bear to refuse, but Mu Qingluan came forward to solve the problem at this time.

"It's better for Sister Mu to tell you a story, but after the story is over, you should go to bed obediently."

Mu Qingluan's voice is very nice, neither soft nor heavy, soft and soft.

It is very different from Chu Qingyue's voice, it has a feminine and feminine voice, which is actually more soothing.

"Are you okay?" The suspicious and disdainful words came from the little boy who was quite hostile to her in the morning.

Mu Qingluan didn't bother with him, and smiled provocatively, "You'll know it if you've heard it."

That being said, it made other children look forward to it.

Hearing that she is so confident, is that story very different from Brother Chu's?

And the boy couldn't refuse, as if the rejection was because he was afraid that she would really speak wonderfully.

He didn't believe that she could still be Brother Chu.

Just listen.

"However, before I tell the story, you all need to lie down."

Mu Qingluan asked.

Hearing this, the children immediately got up obediently and climbed onto their beds to lie down.

The dean looked at the children who were acting coquettishly and begging just now and went to bed obediently and covered the quilt in an instant, looked at Mu Qingluan with tender eyes, and smiled gratefully.

He responded with a silent chuckle.

When Jinyuan was young, Yihan had little time to accompany Jinyuan because of his busy schedule, especially when he was sleeping.

Jin Yuan, who was only a little old at that time, was always stubborn to wait for Yi Han to come back before going to bed.

There is nothing wrong with a child wanting to see his father before bed.

Everyone was naturally reluctant to be too strict, and since then Mu Qingluan has always used various methods to coax him to sleep.

And the most effective ones are of course bedtime stories.

Some of them were real, what she had seen and heard as a reporter for many years, she never expected that the child listened carefully even though she was young, and some of them were what she saw in the book.

For Jinyuan, she is more inclined to those stories of real suffering.

Although the child is small, there is actually a mirror in his heart.

The child will be extraordinarily silent after listening to it every time, but he is becoming more and more well-behaved and sensible day by day.

His current sensibility has an inseparable relationship with her story.

Facing this group of children, Mu Qingluan chose fairy tales.

Because they have suffered enough that there is no need to add to the story, a good story may bring them a glimmer of hope.

"There was a child who lived on an asteroid the size of a house, and he had no friends and was alone."

Mu Qingluan's voice was very gentle, deliberately lowered and softened, like a big warm palm caressing the hearts of children.

Chu Qingyue did not expect that she would tell the story of the little prince, but she seemed to understand why she chose this story.

The lights in the room were turned off by the dean, and only moonlight came in through the window.

In such a cold winter, it was not bright, so he watched it very carefully.

Touching that soft and quiet profile, my heart is as silent and peaceful as the night.