sweet candy

Chapter 142 Hypnosis
The little girl blinked her eyes, and looked at Song Xixi aggrievedly: "Godmother, Uncle Tang bullied me."

"..."

Song Xixi couldn't help laughing, took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, hugged Xianggua into her arms, and explained softly: "Xiangguagua, Uncle Tang won't bully you, so just listen to Uncle Tang tell a story as hard as you can, because Tang Uncle really wants to tell stories to cantaloupe, Uncle Tang likes cantaloupe very much."

"Reluctantly?"

The man glanced at Song Xixi, his eyes were dangerous, but he just murmured softly, and handed the bottle to the little girl: "Sweet Melon, if you are willing to listen to Uncle tell stories, Uncle will take you to the amusement park tomorrow, and there will be cotton candy in the amusement park." , and bumper cars, carousels..."

"I'm going to the amusement park!" Xianggua crawled into Tang Zhihuan's arms with longing in his eyes, as happy as if he could ride on the merry-go-round soon.

The man smiled triumphantly: "Then muskmelon, listen to uncle tell you stories, okay?"

The little girl thought for a while, and her tone was really a bit reluctant as Song Xixi said: "Okay then, Uncle Tang, tell me."

"..."

Tang Zhihuan breathed a sigh of relief, and silently relaxed, hugged the little girl and lay down, covered her with a quilt, and then took out the storybook from yesterday.

This time, like Song Xixi did last night, he let the melon see the comics in the storybook, and read slowly: "Today we will have the second story, the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs..."

Tang Zhihuan read softly, the little girl in her arms was drinking milk, quietly, her eyelids became heavy after a while, before the story was finished, the little girl fell asleep.

Tang Zhihuan put down the storybook, and looked at the little girl in her arms tenderly, her cheeks were pink, and she was sleeping peacefully.

"How am I today, Cantaloupe fell asleep listening to my story."

"Ha——" Song Xixi also yawned and rubbed her sore eyes: "It's so hypnotic, I'm sleepy too."

Tang Zhihuan glanced at her indifferently, then gently placed the little girl in the middle of the bed, and put the baby bottle on the bedside table casually, and only after Song Xixi lay down did he turn off the light.

In the dark, the man felt a little strange.

Before he finished his story, the little girl fell asleep. Did she listen to his story?
"Happy?"

"Huh?" Song Xixi was extremely sleepy, so he murmured softly.

"In addition to letting children fall asleep slowly in the sound of stories, bedtime stories are more important to help children improve their comprehension skills and promote their intellectual development, right?"

"Ah."

"The little girl didn't finish listening to my story, why did she fall asleep?"

Song Xixi opened her eyes, yawned again, and discussed with Tang Zhihuan, "Husband, I'm a kindergarten teacher. From now on, let me do the bedtime story for our children. We can divide the work and take care of the children."

"Why?" Seeing the little girl gradually falling asleep in his arms, he enjoyed this feeling very much, especially since it was his own child who was lying in his arms.

"Because your bedtime stories are only hypnotic."

"..."

Song Xixi waited for a while, but did not hear Tang Zhihuan's response, thinking that Tang Zhihuan had fallen asleep, so she tightened the quilt and closed her eyes.

The man sleeping on the other side of the bed sighed after a long time.

But thinking about it optimistically, he still has time to study.

Now Song Xixi is not pregnant yet, and it will take two or three years for the child to listen to bedtime stories, so he can learn slowly.

Thinking this way, the man felt much more at ease.

Tang Zhihuan moved into the bed, embraced the little girl and Song Xixi with his long arms, closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)