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Tell a story?
Li Ming owl, who has always been omnipotent, is now in trouble.
Because he can't tell a story at all.
"Li Ming Xiao, do you think it's OK, ok..." The girl with Jiao, two small hands, holding a man, constantly shaking.
"What story do you want to hear?" Man helpless, look at the girl this posture, is not to hear the story will not sleep.
His little guy, usually, looks good, sometimes timid, sometimes strange.
I didn't expect that when I was drunk, I would pester people like this.
"I, I want to hear snow white, ugly duckling..." Joe thought for a moment, remembering the story his mother told her when she was a child.
Drunk Qiao Xiaoxiao thought that a cold man like Li Ming Xiao would not tell a story.
Therefore, she deliberately selected several national fairy tales, which are basically known and can be said by individuals.
Heard the story of the girl, the man frowned, cold eyes, very rare, flash through a trace of unnatural.
Voice has always been cold, listening to the ear, very normal, "for another."
"Well, huh? The little match girl? "
"Another one."
"Sleeping beauty."
"Another one..."
Qiao Xiaoxiao, "..."
"Li Ming Xiao, you can tell me what you want to say. I won't choose!" By continuous rejection, the girl's temper broke out, broken pot broken.
"No more. Sleep."
Li Ming Xiao, at the moment, is a headache.
He really can't tell stories, especially this bedtime fairy tale.
As a child, he had never heard of fairy tales.
While other children of the same age were still listening to their parents' stories, he was already studying the complicated mathematical olympiad.
"No, no! I want to hear, I want to hear! If you don't talk, I won't sleep! "
The girl is angry, two little feet, angry kick over the quilt.
"Li Ming Xiao, tell me quickly!"
The girl said, a pair of beautiful bright big eyes, just like that, staring at the man.
The appearance is wronged and innocent, so poor that people don't want to refuse.
Looking at the girl's look, aggrieved to the extreme, the man's cold heart, unconsciously soft, "well, I'll tell you a story."
"Just talk about one. After listening, I'll go to sleep. I know it's not!"
Men compromise at the same time, but also strict command.
"Yeyeyeh!"
When a girl is drunk, she is like a child. She is very naive.
Childish and lovely.
"What story do you want to tell me, Li Ming Xiao?" Joe's eyes were wide open, full of curiosity and expectation.
Now she wants to listen to fairy tales, Prince and princess. It's wonderful to think about it.
"The story I want to tell is, red steamed bread, green steamed bread..."
"One day, several migrant workers were eating and eating steamed bread on the construction site. At this time, a woman in white clothes appeared on the high-rise building of the construction site..."
Li Ming owl's voice, deep voice, his voice line, sexy and magnetic.
Let people, can not help but follow his voice, into the story, immersive.
"What are you doing, miss? Migrant worker a asked: the lady in white, who was in danger there, stood there and urged by migrant worker B.
The woman in white, looking at these migrant workers, suddenly laughed, very strange
Then... "
Speaking of this, the man intentionally pauses.
The girl's curiosity was completely hooked up by the man.
See the man stopped, the girl's heart is like being scratched by a kitten, itching, "and then?"
Joe, with big eyes open, asked in a low voice, nervous.
"And then..."
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Tell a story?
Li Ming owl, who has always been omnipotent, is now in trouble.
Because he can't tell a story at all.
"Li Ming Xiao, do you think it's OK, ok..." The girl with Jiao, two small hands, holding a man, constantly shaking.
"What story do you want to hear?" Man helpless, look at the girl this posture, is not to hear the story will not sleep.
His little guy, usually, looks good, sometimes timid, sometimes strange.
I didn't expect that when I was drunk, I would pester people like this.
"I, I want to hear snow white, ugly duckling..." Joe thought for a moment, remembering the story his mother told her when she was a child.
Drunk Qiao Xiaoxiao thought that a cold man like Li Ming Xiao would not tell a story.
Therefore, she deliberately selected several national fairy tales, which are basically known and can be said by individuals.
Heard the story of the girl, the man frowned, cold eyes, very rare, flash through a trace of unnatural.
Voice has always been cold, listening to the ear, very normal, "for another."
"Well, huh? The little match girl? "
"Another one."
"Sleeping beauty."
"Another one..."
Qiao Xiaoxiao, "..."
"Li Ming Xiao, you can tell me what you want to say. I won't choose!" By continuous rejection, the girl's temper broke out, broken pot broken.
"No more. Sleep."
Li Ming Xiao, at the moment, is a headache.
He really can't tell stories, especially this bedtime fairy tale.
As a child, he had never heard of fairy tales.
While other children of the same age were still listening to their parents' stories, he was already studying the complicated mathematical olympiad.
"No, no! I want to hear, I want to hear! If you don't talk, I won't sleep! "
The girl is angry, two little feet, angry kick over the quilt.
"Li Ming Xiao, tell me quickly!"
The girl said, a pair of beautiful bright big eyes, just like that, staring at the man.
The appearance is wronged and innocent, so poor that people don't want to refuse.
Looking at the girl's look, aggrieved to the extreme, the man's cold heart, unconsciously soft, "well, I'll tell you a story."
"Just talk about one. After listening, I'll go to sleep. I know it's not!"
Men compromise at the same time, but also strict command.
"Yeyeyeh!"
When a girl is drunk, she is like a child. She is very naive.
Childish and lovely.
"What story do you want to tell me, Li Ming Xiao?" Joe's eyes were wide open, full of curiosity and expectation.
Now she wants to listen to fairy tales, Prince and princess. It's wonderful to think about it.
"The story I want to tell is, red steamed bread, green steamed bread..."
"One day, several migrant workers were eating and eating steamed bread on the construction site. At this time, a woman in white clothes appeared on the high-rise building of the construction site..."
Li Ming owl's voice, deep voice, his voice line, sexy and magnetic.
Let people, can not help but follow his voice, into the story, immersive.
"What are you doing, miss? Migrant worker a asked: the lady in white, who was in danger there, stood there and urged by migrant worker B.
The woman in white, looking at these migrant workers, suddenly laughed, very strange
Then... "
Speaking of this, the man intentionally pauses.
The girl's curiosity was completely hooked up by the man.
See the man stopped, the girl's heart is like being scratched by a kitten, itching, "and then?"
Joe, with big eyes open, asked in a low voice, nervous.
"And then..."
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Tell a story? Li Ming owl, who has always been omnipotent, is now in trouble. Because he can't tell a story at all. "Li Ming Xiao, do you think it's OK, ok..." The girl with Jiao, two small hands, holding a man, constantly shaking. "What story do you want to hear?" Man helpless, look at the girl this posture, is not to hear the story will not sleep. His little guy, usually, looks good, sometimes timid, sometimes strange. I didn't expect that when I was drunk, I would pester people like this. "I, I want to hear snow white, ugly duckling..." Joe thought for a moment, remembering the story his mother told her when she was a child. Drunk Qiao Xiaoxiao thought that a cold man like Li Ming Xiao would not tell a story. Therefore, she deliberately selected several national fairy tales, which are basically known and can be said by individuals. Heard the story of the girl, the man frowned, cold eyes, very rare, flash through a trace of unnatural. Voice has always been cold, listening to the ear, very normal, "for another." "Well, huh? The little match girl? " "Another one." "Sleeping beauty." "Another one..." Qiao Xiaoxiao, "..." "Li Ming Xiao, you can tell me what you want to say. I won't choose!" By continuous rejection, the girl's temper broke out, broken pot broken. "No more. Sleep." Li Ming Xiao, at the moment, is a headache. He really can't tell stories, especially this bedtime fairy tale. As a child, he had never heard of fairy tales. While other children of the same age were still listening to their parents' stories, he was already studying the complicated mathematical olympiad. "No, no! I want to hear, I want to hear! If you don't talk, I won't sleep! " The girl is angry, two little feet, angry kick over the quilt. "Li Ming Xiao, tell me quickly!" The girl said, a pair of beautiful bright big eyes, just like that, staring at the man. The appearance is wronged and innocent, so poor that people don't want to refuse. Looking at the girl's look, aggrieved to the extreme, the man's cold heart, unconsciously soft, "well, I'll tell you a story." "Just talk about one. After listening, I'll go to sleep. I know it's not!" Men compromise at the same time, but also strict command. "Yeyeyeh!" When a girl is drunk, she is like a child. She is very naive. Childish and lovely. "What story do you want to tell me, Li Ming Xiao?" Joe's eyes were wide open, full of curiosity and expectation. Now she wants to listen to fairy tales, Prince and princess. It's wonderful to think about it. "The story I want to tell is, red steamed bread, green steamed bread..." "One day, several migrant workers were eating and eating steamed bread on the construction site. At this time, a woman in white clothes appeared on the high-rise building of the construction site..." Li Ming owl's voice, deep voice, his voice line, sexy and magnetic. Let people, can not help but follow his voice, into the story, immersive. "What are you doing, miss? Migrant worker a asked: the lady in white, who was in danger there, stood there and urged by migrant worker B. The woman in white, looking at these migrant workers, suddenly laughed, very strange Then... " Speaking of this, the man intentionally pauses. The girl's curiosity was completely hooked up by the man. See the man stopped, the girl's heart is like being scratched by a kitten, itching, "and then?" Joe, with big eyes open, asked in a low voice, nervous. "And then..." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
