Xiaobao and Lu Ziyi looked at each other and shook their heads: "I don't know."
"It's the gorilla," Yang Feng said, with a smile on his face, "because when gorillas are angry, they will whisper."
As he spoke, he pounded his chest with his fists, and then he couldn't hold it in anymore, and covered his face with his hands, shaking with laughter all over.
Xiaobao was stunned for two seconds, then he burst into laughter. As they were laughing, they suddenly looked at each other, and then laughed even more happily.
Lu Ziyi: “…………”
What kind of cold joke is this?
He said helplessly: "Aren't we supposed to coax Xiaobao to sleep? You've made him so happy that he won't be able to fall asleep later."
"Let the child have some fun," Yang Feng chuckled, "to make up for the shock he just had."
After Xiaobao had laughed enough, he quickly lay down again and said softly, "It's okay, second brother. I can definitely fall asleep with you guys by my side."
"Okay," Lu Ziyi said with a doting look in his eyes, "Then I'll tell you two bedtime stories..."
In fact, the bedtime stories he told were nothing new. They were all the old fairy tales he had heard when he was a child. But perhaps Xiaobao had lacked these contents before, and Yang Feng had hardly heard them either. So when he started telling the stories, both of them listened very carefully.
Gradually, sleepiness came over Xiaobao, he yawned, and his eyelids began to twitch.
Yang Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, supporting his chin with one hand, looking at Lu Ziyi with tenderness on his face, with only him in his eyes.
At this moment, he just felt that the years were peaceful and he was very happy.
"My dear, this is the last story. Go to bed after you finish listening to it, okay?" Lu Ziyi said softly.
"Okay..." Xiaobao murmured with his eyes closed.
Lu Ziyi said in a very soft voice: "Once upon a time, there was a little pig. It was sick and felt very uncomfortable, so it went to the doctor to get a prescription. After returning home, it boiled the medicine in a pot."
"The doctor said the medicine needed to be boiled for 1000 seconds, but the piglet was so bored waiting that he accidentally fell asleep. At the 1001st second, the piglet suddenly woke up and yelled..."
"The medicine is burnt! The medicine is burnt!" Lu Ziyi smiled and said, "It's time to sleep, baby."
Xiaobao pursed his lips and smiled and replied: "Okay, I'm going to sleep."
Yang Feng showed an extremely gentle smile on his face and said, "I suddenly thought of a story."
"Stop telling jokes!" Lu Ziyi said reflexively.
"It's not a joke," Yang Feng said. "Once upon a time, there was a little yellow duck. One afternoon, the teacher asked it to go to the laboratory to synthesize ammonia. It quickly mixed hydrogen and nitrogen, and then began to think about what to eat in the evening."
"He forgot to put the catalyst in, and he couldn't synthesize ammonia until the evening, so the teacher named the little yellow duck, 'Late Ammonia Duck'."
"Good night, little one," Yang Feng said with a smile, "Go to sleep."
"Good night..." Xiaobao responded in a daze, and then fell asleep.
Lu Ziyi and Yang Feng smiled at each other, tiptoed out of the room and closed the door.
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