Bo Jiu was slightly disappointed that her ploy was exposed . Hugging something else had the same effect . He probably saw her discomfort because Qin Mo asked casually, “You can’t sleep?”
“Mmh,” she replied, sounding sullen probably because she wanted to cough .
Upon seeing this, Qin Mo walked over to pour another cup of water . Only this time, besides water, he also picked a book from the shelf .
It was the book he usually read . Bo Jiu recognized the cover page because the little princess had been reading it the day before .
“Go over a little . ” Qin Mo stood by the bedside . There wasn’t much change in his expression .
But Bo Jiu, who heard these four words, suddenly became alive . Her small body moved to the left, emptying more than half the area . After she was done, Bo Jiu promised earnestly, “Momo, don’t worry, even if we sleep together, I won’t behave like I did yesterday, don’t be afraid . ”
Qin Mo tightened his grip around the thin blanket and raised his eyes . He replied simply, “Shut up . ”
Bo Jiu was pleased and completely unaffected by the little princess’s resistance . After all, she understood that he was shy .
If Qin Mo knew that this little tiger attributed everything to his shyness, the blue veins on Qin Mo’s forehead would probably break again .
Fortunately, Bo Jiu was still well-behaved sometimes . She was looking at him passionately with wide eyes, her angelic little face tilted while lying on the bed .
Qin Mo leaned against the bedside and opened the “One Thousand and One Nights” in his hand, his cold boyish tone carrying a childlike quality . “According to legend, the Kingdom of Sasang used to be on an island between ancient India and China . The king’s name was Shannuya . King Shannuya would marry a woman every day and spend the night in the palace . But on the second day when the rooster started to sing, he would kill her ruthlessly…”
Little children enjoyed listening to stories .
For Bo Jiu, she treated the things her father did as stories . But Mr . Bo was very busy and didn’t have much time for storytelling . Accurately speaking, this was the first time someone specially read her a bedtime story . Initially, Bo Jiu was in a daze . Soon, as the story progressed, she started to cough less and all her attention was placed on the side profile of the little princess and the fascinating story .
Time trickled by slowly as the night flew by . The two of them weren’t like others, probably because they were so similar .
Qin Mo didn’t have anyone to tell him bedtime stories . He was just like a little prince – a lonely little prince . He would fall asleep reading a book every night .
Although there was still no one to tell him bedtime stories, a little heater was lying beside him, with her head tilted as she listened to him reading . It made him feel like it was alright for her to drop by occasionally .
He continued to read . He just started the third story from the book “One Thousand and One Stories” .
Just then, someone arrived on the first floor . It was none other than Mr . Bo . He was wearing a black trench coat and holding a bouquet of roses . He was here to bring his little Lord Jiu home .
Old Master An gestured for him to listen to the noise upstairs .
Mr . Bo chuckled mischievously . “My little Lord Jiu is progressing rather quickly . It didn’t take long to stay over . It seems like it won’t be long before she buys your grandson home . ”
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