Chapter 1520: How Can You Make the Little Girl Unhappy?
. "。It's fine for small things, you can just keep them and prepare some gifts next time. But the Ye family is generous, she can't possibly return the favor, it feels inappropriate to take their thin..."I... I'm fine," Mo Ziyao came to his senses and shook his head, "It's getting late, Ziyān, you should go to sleep."
"But I just finished eating and don't want to sleep yet." Ye Ziyan pouted, her expression was extremely cute.
Mo Ziyao was a little embarrassed.
After some thought, he said, "How about I tell you a story No matter what, you have to go back to your room first and can't eat anymore."
If the little girl doesn't go back to her room, she'll start asking to go for a walk in a while.
This walk, I don't know when I'll be able to calm down and sleep.
Mo Ziyao, as Ye Ziyue's "bodyguard", naturally cared about her very much. With Uncle Ye and Aunt Xiaonuan away from Longcheng during this period, he had to take good care of the little girl for them.
"Alright then." Ye Ziyan reluctantly nodded, agreeing.
She wasn't really fond of listening to Ziyáo brother's stories. She had heard them all countless times from a young age and was tired of them.
Although she disliked the things he did, she loved hearing Ziyáo's voice. Listening to it calmed her down, making her feel as if the whole world had fallen silent...
Every time her older brother, Ziyao, would coax her to sleep, she would always sleep better than usual.
Ye Ziyan was embarrassed to tell Mo Ziyuan these things. She didn't want Brother Ziyuan to know that she occasionally thought of him as a "sleeping pill."
"Alright, then go back to your room." Mo Ziyáo pampered rubbed Ye Ziyan's head.
The servants came over to clean up the leftover supper, while Mo Ziyao took Ye Zijian back to his room.
Ziyan's room was powder blue, with several cute dolls on the bedside table.
She finished washing up, picked up a dolphin toy and placed it on her pillow before closing her eyes: "Ziyáo gege, what story are you going to tell me today"
Mo Ziyuan glanced at the dolphin plush toy in her hand and said without hesitation, “The Mermaid.”
"No," Ye Ziyan shook her head. "I've heard this many times already, how about something different"
Moziyao naturally wouldn't refuse. He thought for a moment, then said seriously: "But I've told all the stories already, there isn't anything you haven't heard."
When she was little, he often told her stories.
Later, he was put on the Ye family's "blacklist" and couldn't get close to the little girl anymore. He never had such an opportunity again.
Mo Ziyao never expected that one day he would be able to disappear from the Ye family's "blacklist".
From now on, he should cherish the opportunities to spend time with the little girl. After all, who knows if those three from Ye's family will one day suddenly disapprove of him again and put him back on their blacklist
"Zi Yao brother, then you can think of a new story and tell me, okay" Ziyan suggested.
Mo Ziyao: "..."
His worst subject is Chinese, and he hates writing essays the most.
Although I could get a perfect score in this subject with a little effort, I still don't like it.
He didn't even want to write an essay, let alone come up with a new story. This was simply killing him.
It's not someone else who can make demands, it's the little girl Yezi Yan.
Mo Ziyao took a deep breath and did not refuse.
He opened his mouth, his voice low and magnetic.
Once upon a time, there was a small castle, inside which lived a little princess. The princess's father was a big demon king, and this demon king also had two little demons. The little demons kept the princess locked up tightly and wouldn't let her go out to see the world outside the castle. One day, the little princess secretly ran out of the castle...
A simple, short story just formed like this.
In the end, the little princess and the boy she met lived happily ever after, forming a beautiful family.
Ye Ziyan listened and felt the story was somehow familiar, as if it had happened right beside her.
She slowly closed her eyes, immersing herself in Mo Ziyao's near-perfect voice.
Ziyáo's brother's voice is so nice to listen to, I wish he could sing for me!
"Big brother Zi Yao, can you sing me a song" She thought about it for a while, then blurted out.
Mo Ziyao: "..."
As a classic example of someone tone-deaf, it's better to kill him than listen to him sing.
"This... can't." He shook his head.
Ye Ziyan pouted her little mouth, although a little disappointed, she didn't insist: "Oh."
Seeing the disappointment in the little girl's eyes, Mo Ziyao felt as if something had struck him hard. He felt a nameless discomfort.
How could he possibly make Ziyān unhappy
It's just a song, right Even if it's not perfect, it doesn't matter much. Nobody else can hear it anyway.
Mo Ziyue gritted his teeth and sang: "Two tigers, two tigers, running fast, running fast..."
Yezhiyan almost laughed at his anger: "Brother Ziyáo, what song is this"
"Isn't this a song" Mo Ziyao looked innocent.
"But I don't want to hear nursery rhymes." Yezǐyān pouted her little mouth again.
Mo Ziyao : “......”
Well, he's been defeated by the little girl this lifetime.
"What song do you want to hear" he asked.
Ye Ziyan thought for a moment, then opened her bright eyes and said to him, "I want to hear a fairy tale."
Just now, Brother Zi Yao was still telling her a fairy tale, isn't it very fitting to sing this song now
Mo Ziyue had heard this song before, it was a bit old now, but he vaguely remembered the tune, so he hummed softly: “I've forgotten how long ago, I haven't heard you say to me, your most beloved story…”
Because it was a hum, there wasn't a sense of being out of tune, but rather a kind of folksy raspy warmth.
Zizi closed her eyes again, sleeping on the pillow, and soon fell into a dream.
Mo Ziyao's voice gradually faded, and he heard her breathing become even, knowing she was asleep, so he stopped.
Only a small desk lamp was lit in the room, its soft light falling on the little girl's face, making her look even more adorable.
Looking at Ziyan's tender lips, Mo Ziyao really wanted to kiss her, but he forced himself to hold back.
No, he can't take such advantage of the little girl.
He gently placed a kiss on the little girl's smooth, fair forehead. He inhaled the fragrance from her hair, his eyes softening even more.
From then on, he would always protect her like this, ensuring she wouldn't suffer any grievances and wouldn't encounter any danger.
In her sleep, Ziyan turned over and unconsciously hugged Mo Zijiao's small arm as if it were her dolphin toy, holding it close to her chest.
Mo Ziyuan, with his small arm held, stood motionless.
He was afraid he would wake the little girl's dream.
He hesitated for a moment, then simply sat lightly at the head of the bed, allowing the little girl to hug his entire arm.
The little girl's soft breaths sprayed on his arm, through the clothes, bringing a comfortable warmth, and a slight itch.
"Good night." Mo Ziyao silently said to the little girl in bed, his eyes full of love.
Then, he leaned against the headboard and stayed by the little girl's side.
This sleep wasn't comfortable, but his heart was sweet, sweet as if it were filled with honey.
The next day, Ye Ziyan woke up to see a face that was all too familiar, magnified several times larger than usual.
What...what's going onthing her brow between her brows. She didn't know why, but the anxiety in her heart subsided. 。What's she getting worked up about Just a few designers She made it this way, I believe those designers...