The crimson on Zhao Qingyan's face faded away, and after Qiao Junxi said this, her face turned red again.

Qiao Junxi chuckled, raised her hands and helped her aside.

Then he got up and said, "I'm leaving."

"you……"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhao Qingyan suddenly felt that the huge house was empty and the atmosphere of the horror film had not yet dissipated, and he felt incredible for no reason.

"Why do you want me to stay with you?" Qiao Junxi saw her uneasy and exposes her thoughts with a little playful touch.

Zhao Qingyan pursed her lips and felt that she was a little cowardly, so she didn't answer.

"You go and take a shower and go to bed. I will leave when you fall asleep." Qiao Junxi sat back on the sofa, picked up a professional book from Zhao Qingyan on the coffee table and frivolously flipped through it.

His considerate brought warm touch to Zhao Qingyan.

Half an hour later, Zhao Qingyan had already lay on the bed, but unfortunately he tossed and turned, but he became more and more energetic.

"Qiao Junxi--" Zhao Qingyan remembered the person who was still watching her for the night in the living room.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Junxi knocked on the door of her bedroom, then gently pushed it open, asking her about her needs. He stood at the door very gentlemanly and did not enter.

"I can't sleep." Zhao Qingyan's gentle voice came from the room, with a bit of laziness and coquettishness.

"So what?" Qiao Junxi didn't understand her purpose. So she leaned against the door and asked with great interest.

Zhao Qingyan did not answer immediately, as if she was thinking. After a while, she suddenly suggested, "Or why don't you tell me a story?"

"I don't know." Qiao Junxi refused without hesitation, with a look of embarrassment on her face. How could he tell stories? Besides, Zhao Qingyan is not a child anymore, so could he still have to coax him to sleep?

"Tell me whatever you want! "The Wolf is Coming", "The Tortoise and the Hare" and "Snow White". Otherwise, you can sing a song." As he said that, Zhao Qingyan had already got off the bed and moved a chair for him and placed it beside the bed.

Qiao Junxi's face was already so dark, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell "The Wolf" a horror story?"

Zhao Qingyan's face changed. He clearly said that he would pick up any pot without opening it. So he rarely acted arrogantly, "That won't work. It must be a fairy tale."

In the end, Qiao Junxi could not withstand Zhao Qingyan's soft and hard work, and based on her memory, she told her the story of "The Wolf is Coming".

"Once upon a time, there was a sheep-herding baby who went to the mountain to grind sheep every day..."

Zhao Erha squatted at the door, with constant resentment. This is clearly bullying a single dog! She also wants to be coaxed to sleep~Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Qiao Junxi finally told the story, and Zhao Qingyan closed his eyes with satisfaction.

His low and magnetic voice gave people an inexplicable sense of security, his panic heart gradually calmed down, and even his breathing gradually slowed down...

No one is unfamiliar with this familiar story. Zhao Qingyan didn't really want to hear the story, she was just looking for comfort.

Qiao Junxi's voice was indeed magical, and slowly sent Zhao Qingyan into the dream.

Looking at Zhao Qingyan's calm face and listening to her shallow breathing, Qiao Junxi knew that she was asleep.

"Zhao Qingyan, Zhao Qingyan..." He tried to murmur her name, but she turned over impatiently, and at the same time she also exposed her unbearable sleeping appearance. As soon as she moved, the strap of her nightgown slid onto her arms, her breasts were half exposed. If she hadn't fallen asleep, Qiao Junxi would almost think she was deliberately hooking herself.
Chapter completed!