sweet candy

Chapter 137 According to the storybook
The soundproofing effect of the bathroom is very good. When the shower is turned on, the only sound of splashing water can be heard. When the shower is turned off after taking a shower, Song Xixi vaguely hears the cries of cantaloupe.

She dressed quickly, wrapped her hair in a dry towel and came out.

Xianggua sat on the bed, her little face flushed from crying, Tang Zhihuan wiped her tears with a tissue, at a loss what to do, seeing Song Xixi coming out of the shower, he immediately cast a look for help.

Song Xixi hastily walked to the bed and hugged the little girl into her arms: "Xianggua, why are you crying, shouldn't it be time to sleep?"

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"Didn't Uncle Tang tell you a story, Xianggua also promised Mom and Dad, stay at the godmother's house for a few days, and wait for Mom and Dad to pick you up, okay?"

"No, I want mom and dad, I want mom and dad to tell stories to sleep, godmother, you call mom, muskmelon misses her..."

Song Xixi looked at the tearful little man with distress, and glanced at Tang Zhihuan: "Didn't you tell her a story to lull her to sleep?"

Tang Zhihuan was a little embarrassed, coughed lightly, and said in a calm tone: "I told the story according to the storybook, but the little girl said that I couldn't tell it well, so she insisted on telling my parents."

He just found it strange that it was the first time to tell a bedtime story to a child, and he cried when he didn't fall asleep.

He wasn't telling horror stories.

Song Xixi coaxed Xianggua: "Don't cry, let's call mom first, let them tell you stories and put you to sleep, okay?"

Song Xixi took her mobile phone and sent a WeChat video to Yu Cha.

When Xianggua heard the ringtone of the WeChat video, her crying gradually subsided, her eyes were red, and she sobbed occasionally, looking very pitiful.
She stared at Song Xixi's phone without moving.

The bell rang for more than a minute, but no one answered.

Song Xixi dialed the phone instead, and after a few busy beeps, a cold customer service voice came: "Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please try again later..."

Cantaloupe's mouth was flattened, and tears were about to flow out.

Song Xixi quickly stopped: "Xianggua is good, let's call Dad, Mom's phone may be out of battery."

Song Xixi called Shi Yixiao again, but no one answered, "Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please call again later..."

"They may know that the little girl will make trouble at night, and the mobile phone is turned off." The man sitting on the bed explained it.

"..." There was a trace of embarrassment in the air, Song Xixi met Tang Zhihuan's eyes, but before she said anything, the little girl in her arms burst into tears.

Tang Zhihuan: "..." A little tired.

"Woooooh, I want Mom and Dad..."

"Be good, muskmelon, be good..." Song Xixi coaxed gently, and glanced at the man sitting by the bed who was still holding a storybook: "Go and make another 100ml of milk."

Tang Zhihuan immediately put down the storybook in his hand, put on his shoes and hurried away, Song Xixi was walking around in the bedroom with a cantaloupe in her arms, the little girl was crying and her head was buzzing, the two-year-old Children are different from kindergarten children, and they don't even talk about reason.

When Tang Zhihuan came back after soaking the milk, Cantaloupe was tired from crying, her eyes were watery, and she would shed tears if she was not careful.

Tang Zhihuan was a little far away, and it was really hard for the kids to make a fuss.

Song Xixi took the bottle and tested the temperature before feeding the cantaloupe.

The little girl calmed down after drinking milk, Song Xixi coaxed softly, "Don't cry muskmelon, listen to the godmother, mom and dad went to Hainan, their mobile phones may be wet by sea water, so they can't answer the phone , wait until mom and dad's mobile phone is repaired tomorrow, then call Xianggua, okay?"

"After the muskmelon drinks the milk, the godmother will tell you a story to lull you to sleep, and tomorrow mom and dad will send a video to the muskmelon."

Xianggua stared at Song Xixi with big eyes, and nodded aggrievedly after a while.

(End of this chapter)