Chapter 260 Another night of bedtime stories

Listening to Ye Yinmo's words, Ye Fushu's conscience ached slightly.

After a moment, Ye Fushu reached out and patted Ye Yinmo's shoulder, "Are you very sad? Do you want to cry?"

Ye Yinmo silently raised his head and looked at Ye Fushu. Just when he thought that Ye Fushu was going to comfort him, Ye Fushu spoke again.

"Don't be in a hurry to be sad, and don't be in a hurry to cry. There will be more sad things waiting for you to cry in the future."

Ye Yinmo: “…”

He turned and left.

He lowered his head and rushed towards the elevator, but after taking two steps, Ye Fushu grabbed him by the back of the collar.

Five minutes later, Ye Yinmo, with red eyes, hugged a pillow and curled up in the corner of the sofa, looking at Ye Fushu.

Ye Fushu was sitting on the other end of the sofa, sipping milk tea and taking bites of fried chicken, while eating and drinking, he did not forget to watch TV series.

Ye Yinmo stared at her for several seconds, but she didn't even look at him. Gradually, Ye Yinmo's lips became more and more pouted.

He silently raised his hand and wiped away the tears that had fallen.

As soon as she wiped her tears, she met Ye Fushu's gaze.

Ye Yinmo paused.

Ye Fushu looked at him and asked again, "You really don't want to eat?"

"Hum" (εˋ)

Ye Yinmo snorted lightly, turned his head and looked away.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fushu withdrew his gaze and continued watching the TV series while enjoying the food.

Ye Yinmo was counting on his fingers.

My aunt had asked him twice if he wanted to eat it, but he was not tempted because his mother said that those were junk foods and could not be eaten.

However, if his aunt asked him again, he would reluctantly agree to her. After all, three times was a lot, and it was normal for him to not be able to resist the temptation.

Ye Yinmo waited silently.

However, time passed by and Ye Fushu did not speak again. Ye Yinmo waited and waited, but Ye Fushu did not ask any questions, so he quickly turned his head and glanced in Ye Fushu's direction.

Just when he was about to quickly look away, Ye Yinmo's pupils suddenly contracted.

Gone?

Gone!
Ye Yinmo stood there for several seconds, and then continued to look fixedly in the direction of Ye Fushu. After a moment, he whimpered with trembling lips.

Ye Fushu heard the voice and looked in his direction. "What? Are you sleepy?"

Ye Yinmo turned his head silently and only gave Ye Fushu a look with the back of his head.

After turning his head, Ye Yinmo put on a mask of pain, his face wrinkled into a ball, and tears fell down.

Ye Fushu stared at him for two seconds, gulped down his milk tea, and then stood up. "Look, you're so sleepy that tears are coming out. Let's go to sleep."

Ye Yinmo: “…”

Woo woo woo, even more sad.

Ye Fushu carried Ye Yinmo to sleep.

Knowing that Ye Yinmo didn't dare to sleep alone, Ye Fushu took him directly to his room.

After the two finished washing up, the mask of pain on Ye Yinmo's face finally disappeared, but his eyes were still red and there was a hint of nasality when he spoke.

Ye Yinmo thought that he had expressed his sadness obviously enough, but his aunt was like a blind person and did not notice it.

Oh, no, not only was he blind, he suspected that he was deaf as well.

She couldn't even tell that he had a nasal tone when he spoke, and she was so crazy that she asked him to tell her a bedtime story.

So, on a starless night, Ye Yinmo told Ye Fushu a long bedtime story in a nasal voice.

Finally, while talking, Ye Yinmo fell asleep first.

Hearing the sound beside him fade away, Ye Fushu turned his head and saw that he had fallen asleep, so he took the storybook and placed it on the bedside.

After yawning lazily, he took out his phone and started watching TV series.

Her nightlife has just begun.