|| I Have Seven Big Brothers (Book 2) - [Author: Lop Rabbit]

Chapter 253: search Brother, tell Nuan Nuan a story, okay?

   Kane murmured for a long time, and the ears of the three snow wolves drooped, and when he finally said enough, they rushed into the night with their tails between their legs and disappeared.

  Kane took a sip of water and complained, "Rick and the others are becoming more and more impatient. They used to be able to listen to me a lot."

  Although complaining, there is a smile on his face.

   After taking a shower, Nuan Nuan wore a one-piece hamster pajamas. When the hat was covered, it looked like a milky little hamster had become a sperm. The small milk fat on the face looked very easy to pinch and feel.

  A pair of exposed feet are fair and small, only the ankles and toes are beautifully pink.

  The feet stepped on the soft quilt, stepping on a pit.

  Bai Moshu also changed into light gray pajamas, holding a hair dryer in his hand to dry the children's hair.

   Nuan Nuan sat on the bed obediently, shaking her feet from time to time, her head swayed with the strength of her 's fingers, obediently like a doll.

   "Okay, sleep."

   Nuan Nuan moved her butt, the tail behind the hamster pajamas looks like a ball.

   "My 's hair is not dry yet."

  She stood up, leaned over the big cousin's shoulders, pinched the big cousin's short black hair with her fingers and rubbed it.

   "Will Nuan Nuan blow-dry big cousin's hair?"

  The little girl looked helplessly at the young man who was as cold and clean as snow.

  Bai Moshu hummed lightly and sat down, sitting with his legs crossed, showing elegance and dignity.

   Nuan Nuan stood on the bed, holding a small hair dryer and started working hard.

  Dried her eldest cousin's hair dry, the little girl nodded with satisfaction.

   "Okay!"

  Bai Moshu twirled his hair casually with his fingers, got up and packed up the hair dryer and towels.

"Go to sleep."

   "Okay."

   Nuan Nuan softly responded, and very actively got into the bed, and she even patted the place beside her.

   ", come to sleep."

  When Bai Moshu fell asleep, Nuan Nuan immediately slipped into his arms.

   "Good night, cousin."

   Leaning her little head on the big cousin's shoulder, Nuan Nuan yawned good night and closed her eyes.

   A few minutes later, her curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes quietly opened again.

   After a few more seconds, both of her eyes opened, and she was so energetic that she obviously didn't intend to sleep yet.

A finger with knuckles pinched her ear. Perhaps because of the scalpel used all the year round, the pads of Bai Moshu's fingers felt a little hard to the touch, but they were smooth. It was a little itchy to pinch the little girl's delicate earlobe. of.

   Nuan Nuan shrank her neck down, and laughed softly like a silver bell.

   ", , tickle."

   "Can't sleep?"

  Bai Moshu's voice is the same as others, as cool as snow, but beautiful.

  The little girl arched her head on his shoulders, and her obedient voice came out from under the quilt with a muffled buzzing sound.

   "Nuan Nuan met four or five friends today, Katie, Iris, Rick Rich and Anne, they all look so good..."

  The little girl talked excitedly about her experience and mood today. Although her cousin followed her all the time and knew what she did today, she just couldn't help but want to say it.

   ", I can't sleep, I'm still thinking about Iris and them."

   As she spoke, she raised her small face and rubbed lightly on his shoulder, her fingers grabbing the fabric of his pajamas on his chest.

   "Big cousin, can you tell Nuan Nuan a story?"

  She begged in a small voice, her eyes looked pitiful.

  Bai Moshu pinched her delicate little nose, "Yes."

  He agreed, and after a brief thought, he began to tell the story of The Lion King.

  He read the English version of this story when he was very young, and he only read it once, but now he still remembers some of the storyline.

  Bai Moshu's voice is very nice, even though Mo's emotional tone is not fluctuating when telling the story, just listening to the voice is a kind of enjoyment.

  In less than a minute, the little guy in his arms who said he couldn't sleep just now heard the sound of even and long breathing.

  Two small hands half-clenched into fists placed on the chest, eyes closed and sleeping soundly.

  White ink book "..."

  His storytelling has a hypnotic effect?

  Laughing a little in his heart, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he quickly fell asleep hugging the soft little pillow.

  The next day they were woken up by Kane's screams.

   "Damn, something powerful came here last night."

  Kane continued to comfort the three agitated snow wolves, and explained to everyone with a serious expression.

   "Rick and the others sensed that something powerful came here last night, so they acted very restless, and there were footprints on the snow over there, which were very large, and it was a very powerful beast."

  Kane pointed to the footprints on the snow around the house that hadn't completely disappeared. He compared them with his own feet, which were more than twice as big.