Green tea dumplings, she is pitiful and helpless

Chapter 68 What is there to be afraid of?
Song Tangtang carried the scripture book in her arms, transformed into a whirlwind girl in an instant, and rushed to her boudoir quickly.

Carefully put half of the notebook down, and after washing up, Tangtang will read it while lying on the bed!

When Chun'er was washing Sister Tang's son, the little guy was so obedient, like a docile kitten.

"Sister Chun'er, good night~ Tangtang is going to sleep!" she said in a sweet voice as she covered herself with the quilt.

After Chun'er left, her chubby little shou slowly got out of the bed.

Looking forward to it!This time this book is not about the soft and cute little dumpling!Or a new story is also very good!

Looking at the dim light, she nodded with satisfaction, it is really suitable for reading!
Tangtang rubbed her palms with a sense of ritual, and then looked carefully.

But after casually flipping through two pages, her eyes changed a little, and she swallowed unconsciously.

She put her small palm on her heart and patted it, but she couldn't hold back the expectation of the book, so Tangtang continued to read.

"Brush brush..."

After flipping through a few more pages, she threw away the notebook at once, and got under the quilt very quickly.The little head is not willing to let it go.

Hiding under the quilt suddenly felt safe.

I don't know what kind of mentality it is, but if you cover your head, you will be invincible!

He didn't dare to say a word, his mind was full of skulls, hey, why are there black ducks everywhere?
Why do you think there are people in the hidden corner?

Why do you feel that the places that are not illuminated by the lights are full of weirdness?
What if a head pops out from under it? !

She felt that as long as her breathing was a little heavier, the ghosts in the storybook would find out.I thought silently in my heart, it's okay, it's safe in the quilt.

But at this moment, the little guy's little jio jio accidentally stretched out, and some cool cold wind blew over.

There was a thump in her heart, and her whole body froze for a moment.When she quickly stretched it in and stretched it in to wrap herself up, she was relieved again!
I have been chanting silently all the time, and what I just saw in the script is all fake.My sister told me just now that these stories are all fabricated by others.

However, the more I think about it, the more I feel wronged.

At this time, there was loud thunder outside the window, and the sound of "rumbling" continuously entered Song Tangtang's ears, followed by the sound of "tick-tick-tick" rain.

Tangtang hid in the quilt and curled up into a small ball, then hugged herself tightly.

She regrets it now, she shouldn't have refused to sleep with her sister at that time.I want to run out of the quilt to find my sister, but I am afraid that I will be caught by ghosts as soon as I get out.

The little guy's heart is distressed, so the best way is to hide under the quilt and keep a still posture.

Soon, there was a violent knock on the door.

Zhao Lingyan knocked on the door with a grumpy expression, what's the matter with this little guy?Even if the lights are not turned off, why is there no sound!

She was just afraid that this little guy would be scared, so she kept guarding at her door, and when she called out, she would appear immediately, so that Song Tangtang would not be lonely.

Don't look at the little guy as heartless, but the small thoughts in his heart can't escape Zhao Lingyan's piercing eyes.

This is a small group that is afraid of being alone.

Song Tangtang knew it was her elder sister, but she still didn't dare to make a sound and shrank cowardly under the quilt.

Is it the Phantom Duck generated by itself?Is it like being accompanied by those ghosts as a sister, just waiting for myself to get out of the bed?

In this way, Tangtang lost the talisman of the bed, wouldn't she be caught soon? !

Thinking of this, she still refused to speak, pretending that she couldn't hear the knock on the door outside.

Zhao Lingyan was already a little afraid of what might happen to this little guy, so he tried his best to soften his voice.

Take two deep breaths and tell yourself, endure the anger in your heart!
Then I became angry all of a sudden, and clenched my fists hard, no matter how hard I endured, I almost became a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle!

He continued to knock on the door and said, "Song Tangtang, don't hide in there and make no noise, open the door, open the door! Open the door for you sister Yanyan!"

"..." Song Tangtang pursed her lips, her chubby face was like a torn pastry, bulging, and her double chins were clearly stacked.

"Song Tangtang, if you don't open the door again! If I come in by myself, you will be stewed in an iron pot!"

"Wow!"

Song Tangtang burst into tears all of a sudden, full of resentment, and a little cowardly expression.

The small mouth was opened wide, the eyes were closed tightly, and the teardrops hung in the corners of the eyes, and the facial features were wrinkled into small lumps.

"Tangtang doesn't dare to come out! Sister, I'm scared, hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish

Tangtang hid in the small quilt, and the voice came softly.

It just fell into Zhao Lingyan's ear, she knew it!The little guy must be scared.Who knew it was so peaceful...

It's really a strange brain circuit!

In fact, Zhao Lingyan didn't want to show her this book at first.But think about it, these things will come into contact sooner or later.

Even if it is not from myself, it will be learned from friends and classmates in the school.

No matter what you say in your previous life, you are a person who has passed a lifetime, so you should be more transparent, so ah!Compared with "those who don't know are fearless", she thinks "those who know are fearless" are better.

So it was better to let the little guy understand now if he had his heart in mind at the time.

No, I just waited outside the door, planning to rush in to comfort him immediately.

Who knew that this little guy only knew how to hold back when something happened?

Zhao Lingyan's heart ached, but she was helpless. The aura of knocking on the door just now disappeared long ago.

I don't know why, with her hot temper, it's always easy to lose, and I don't know what this little guy grew up on?

Why is it so lovable?
Now Zhao Lingyan didn't have to control it, her voice was very consciously softened.

Said, "Tangtang is not afraid, sister come in!"

Song Tangtang hid in the quilt and sobbed softly. Now the ghost is not so afraid, but she is afraid of being stewed by her sister in an iron pot.

When Zhao Lingyan walked in, she saw a small bulge in the quilt, and the little guy inside was crying and twitching.

Choking up a few times and hiccupping, that's a poor little girl!

Zhao Lingyan helped her lift the quilt, and the little guy stared at her resentfully, and said, "Sister, do you still want to stew me?"

"..." Zhao Lingyan looked at the little guy's hair standing up in a mess.The snot and tears were all mixed together, coupled with such a resentful little expression.

Was this child sent by God to amuse him?

(End of this chapter)