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Chapter 1270 Who taught you to sing this ditty?
"Brother Xiaomo guards me, won't you sleep by yourself?"

the little girl asked with concern.

With Yunmo's current level of cultivation, even if he doesn't close his eyes for ten days and a half months, he doesn't feel tired at all. It doesn't matter to him whether he sleeps or not.

"I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep obediently."

On the contrary, although the little girl has a high level of cultivation, she still retains her living habits in the Middle Realm.

Eating and sleeping are on time and on time.

There is no feeling of cultivating immortals at all, and it is similar to ordinary human races.

Therefore, only Yunmo knows how different she is.

"Brother Xiao Mo, why aren't you sleepy? If you don't sleep now, you won't be energetic all day tomorrow. My father said, you can't sleep too late, it's not good for your health."

Yunmo: ...

Your father was talking about ordinary people, but you and I have already surpassed the scope of ordinary people.

Forget it, if he wants to explain clearly to her, with her curiosity, she doesn't need to sleep tonight.

The little girl frowned, still worrying about his not sleeping.

"Brother Xiaomo can't sleep? It would be great if my father was here, he can make the incense, but it works. Ah, I know what to do now, brother Xiaomo come with me..."

The little girl seemed to think of something suddenly, took Yun Mo's hand and went into the house.

In the six realms, she was the only one who could get close to Yunmo so easily.

The little girl pulled him all the way to the bed, then quickly kicked off the little shoes on her feet and climbed onto the bed, patting the bed beside her.

"Brother Xiaomo, lie down too, and I'll sing you a little song. When I can't fall asleep, my mother will sing a little song to lull me to sleep."

How could Yun Mo think that she could think of a way to coax him to sleep.

Jun's face was slightly hot, and when he met her sincere eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse her request.

"I'll just lay a floor here."

He hasn't told her his heart yet, what kind of words is it like to sleep on the same bed with her.

Even if no one can see, he can't let himself do such a thing.

"OK then."

Yunmo also played with her to coax her to sleep.

The little girl had moved from the inner side of the bed to the outermost side, and her white and tender slender arms were resting on the edge of the bed to talk to him.

"Brother Xiaomo, close your eyes quickly, close your eyes, and I will sing you a little song."

Yunmo had already planned everything, and after she sang a few words, he would pretend to be asleep and put her to sleep first.

It's just that when the little girl's voice rang in his ears, he couldn't fall asleep at all.

He thought she was just joking when she said she was going to sing a ditty, but he didn't want that soft and delicate voice to come out of her mouth, scratching his heart itchy.

Although he closed his eyes, his mind was full of her.

But Yunmo gradually realized something was wrong.

What ditty is this little girl singing?How is it about love between men and women?It is a woman's longing for her lover.

The cryptic words sang from her mouth were even more captivating than the illusion of the nine-tailed demon fox just now.

"Who taught you this song?"

It is impossible for the Taoist wife of Wu Nian Dao to sing this song to lull her to sleep.

Xiao Ye Zi was like a child who had been caught doing something bad, wrapped in a brocade quilt and wanted to hide, but didn't want to panic for a while, so she rolled down from the bed and fell directly into Yun Mo's arms.

"Brother Xiaomo..."

Seeing her fall, Yun Mo's first reaction was naturally to pick her up, and the little girl crashed into his arms just like that, with a quiet fragrance all over her body.

"Who taught you to sing this ditty?"

(End of this chapter)