Although children have abundant energy, they also squander it very recklessly, so they fall asleep much faster than adults.
As usual, Guoguo fell asleep before I finished the bedtime story tonight.
Aunt Thirteen hasn't fallen asleep yet and looks very energetic.
Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt, and prepared to carry Guoguo back to Aunt Thirteen's room.
"We haven't had a good chat for a long time. Let's chat for a while." Aunt Thirteen, who was sleeping inside, stretched out her legs and clamped them together to protect Guoguo and prevent Yang Fan from picking her up.
Yang Fan couldn't help but take another look.
Although the pajamas were loose and not tight, some parts of Aunt Thirteen's posture were tense.
The curves are graceful, round and smooth...
Unable to watch any longer, Yang Fan turned his head and sat down again: "Okay."
"Tell me about your last research trip and share your feelings." Aunt Thirteen was in high spirits and not very sleepy.
Go back to Chengdu, my mother has no plans to come over in the near future.
Yang Fan is safe.
His mother didn't know that he was dating Liu Qianqian.
If they knew, mom and fifth sister wouldn't talk to her nicely. As long as her daughter likes it, mom won't think twice and will just bring her back.
"Put your legs behind you first and then cover yourself with the quilt, otherwise I won't be able to chat with you." Yang Fan discussed with Aunt Thirteen.
"Yeah." Thirteenth Aunt knew her own strengths, which aroused Yang Fan's anger.
But she did not blush. She became much bolder and did as Yang Fan said, retracted her beautiful legs and covered herself with the quilt.
After Aunt Thirteen covered herself with the quilt, Yang Fan couldn't help but say, "I once heard someone bragging about his happiness, but I didn't understand what he meant. Now I understand."
"How do you show off?" Aunt Thirteen asked curiously.
"He said he can travel and enjoy the scenery outside and can continue to travel and enjoy the scenery when he returns home. He is happy," said Yang Fan.
After a moment of hesitation, she understood what he meant and her face turned slightly red: "Vulgar!"
"But it's quite true. When I first got to know this world, I was reluctant to leave." Yang Fan said, "People who just fell in love are all like this at first."
"Is this what you gained from your trip?" Aunt Thirteen felt very peaceful. It was a great pleasure for her to chat and have a heart-to-heart talk with Yang Fan.
Yang Fan nodded: "Well, more than that, I have been to many places, talked to many people, and heard many stories that touched my heart."
"For example?" asked Aunt Thirteen.
Yang Fan said: "I met an old man who runs a snack shop and listened to his story."
"What story?" Aunt Thirteen likes to listen to this kind of realistic story.
Yang Fan began to talk.
The old man has been without a mother since childhood. When he was very young, his father told him that his mother left after giving birth to him and that he would love him well.
In order to prevent him from suffering any grievances, my father never married.
When he grew up, he had his own family in another place.
One day, his father, who was alone in his hometown, called him and said that he wanted a companion.
He disagreed and had a quarrel with his father.
Later, my father never married.
When his father passed away, he found a photo of himself when he was very young while sorting out his father's belongings. On the back of the photo was written "The son of a comrade-in-arms is like my own son..."
After listening to the story, there was a long silence. Aunt Thirteen said: "The soldiers of that period were the country's sharp weapon. They valued friendship and loyalty, were simple and honest, and were great."
Yang Fan nodded: "The more difficult the times, the more true love and heroes can be seen. That's why some people say that heroes emerge in troubled times and beauties emerge in prosperous times. I live in a dog-like era."
"What do you mean?" Aunt Thirteen was a little confused.
Yang Fan explained: "Sister, you sit on the head of the bed, and I'll hold the dog."
Thirteenth Aunt still didn't quite understand: "I don't understand."
"This dog is a verb," Yang Fan continued to explain.
Aunt Thirteen blinked, then picked up the pillow and threw it at Yang Fan.
He has the desire to steal but not the courage to do it.
Yang Fan caught the pillow steadily. Aunt Thirteen didn't have much strength.
Especially now that it was a little late and she was a little sleepy, she threw the pillow with some energy left in her body.
"Come up here." Aunt Thirteen shouted from hiding in the quilt.
"No, I'll wait until you fall asleep." Yang Fan shook his head and put the pillow in place for Guoguo.
This mother, just throw the pillow under your head and take the one that belongs to your daughter.
Guoguo's pillow was taken away, but it was as if it had not been taken away. His head fell on the bed and he continued to sleep soundly.
"I fell asleep." Aunt Thirteen crawled into the bed and said.
"I don't believe it. You will come out of bed in three minutes at most." Yang Fan said.
"Impossible!" Aunt Thirteen didn't believe it.
Two minutes later, Aunt Thirteen emerged from the bed, sweating profusely. She panted and complained to her daughter, "This little thing is like a little stove. It's so hot in the bed."
Spring is here and flowers are blooming. Although I haven’t put on a cool mat yet, if I cover myself with an air-conditioned quilt for a few minutes before falling asleep, I will kick off the quilt because of the heat.
Yang Fan didn't dare to look at Aunt Thirteen again.
I don’t know why, but the sweating Thirteenth Aunt seemed to exude an even more alluring charm that was hard to resist.
Maybe it takes day after day, year after year, to build up some resistance.
For those who have a good relationship, the passion can last for a few years after marriage before it becomes dull.
"Thirteen, are you testing me?" Yang Fan asked Aunt Thirteen sideways.
"What's the test?" Aunt Thirteen wondered.
"That's nothing." Yang Fan stopped asking questions and told her what he saw and heard during the investigation.
He didn't talk about No. 172 Fengshen Avenue.
Telling her would only cause her more trouble.
As she was talking, Aunt Thirteen fell asleep.
Yang Fan covered her with a blanket.
He knew she wanted him to come up and sleep with her, maybe just wanted him to go up and lie down and sleep with her.
Like a family, three of us sleeping in one bed, doing nothing.
Maybe at most she just wanted him to hold her in his arms while sleeping and enjoy the feeling of a complete home.
But he couldn't do it.
He couldn't do nothing.
She still had an innocent face and pure eyes, which made Yang Fan always suspect that he was overthinking.
So, he was sorry that he couldn't go up and just take a nap.
After turning off the lights and closing the door, Yang Fan went to the guest room to sleep.
It's Liu Yueyue's turn to have happy time.
She has been waiting for Yang Fan for a long time.
After lying down, Yang Fan made a video call to her as she had requested.
The legal rights of a girlfriend.
"Guoguo just fell asleep?" Liu Yueyue asked puzzledly after receiving the video call.
"No, Aunt Thirteen couldn't sleep, so I chatted with her for a while." Yang Fan did not hide it from Liu Yueyue.
Liu Yueyue didn't think much about it. She had always felt sorry for Aunt Thirteen, who was raising Guoguo by herself.
Yang Fan took better care of the mother and daughter, and Liu Yueyue felt relieved and happy.
"Hey, why doesn't it feel like your bed?" Liu Yueyue asked curiously on the other side of the video.
"Oh, you slept here. I missed you so much, so I came here to look for your scent." Yang Fan said.
He had to hide the fact that Aunt Thirteen and Guoguo slept in his bed from Liu Yueyue and couldn't tell her everything.
"Does it still smell like me?" Liu Yueyue was a little shy, her pretty face slightly red, but her heart was sweet.