"The prince filmed it immediately... posted the video... and gained countless fans."
Yin Huaizhu continued listening and felt that this sentence was alright.
"Snow White sought revenge...and planted cacti all over her bed."
This sentence is a bit strange.
"The cactus was killed by the prince..."
Yin Huaizhu's eyes flickered, sensing that something was amiss.
"But the prince is a kind man..."
"He did this to appease Snow White..."
Just as Yin Huaizhu was feeling relieved, thinking he had been overthinking things, he heard the next two lines of the story that made his vision go black.
"Cut off half of the cactus and feed it to her..."
"The texture of cactus is like tofu... safe... highly poisonous... and delicious..."
Yin Huaizhu pursed her lips tightly.
As he predicted, the story took an abnormal turn.
However, what happened next was even more unusual.
"Snow White was once the most noble maternal grandmother in the Ming Dynasty..."
Yin Huaizhu: ...?
"Bai Xue's father was once the greatest prime minister of the Tang Dynasty..."
Yin Huaizhu: ...?
"To repay the prince's kindness... she forced the prince's seven fathers to marry her..."
Yin Huaizhu: !! !! ???
This isn't a story, it's more like an accident!
After hearing the story, Yin Huaizhu's expression was incredibly complex.
This is truly a series of darkening events.
Yin Huaizhu stared at the pristine white ceiling, took a deep breath, and calmed herself down, just as she was preparing to accept the aftermath of the explosion.
Looking down, I found that Hang Suisui had already fallen asleep with her head tilted to the side.
With a smile playing on her lips, she's sleeping soundly!
Are you just going to abandon your responsibilities after telling the story?
Yin Huaizhu couldn't help but laugh helplessly again and again.
His chest trembled slightly uncontrollably.
He shook his head and reached out to touch Hang Suisui's little face, which had already turned red.
He held her in his arms and closed his eyes to sleep.
Time had quietly passed into the middle of the night.
The crescent moon in the sky had already disappeared into the clouds.
Inside the lush green bedroom.
Lying on Yin Huaizhu's chest, the little body, fast asleep, suddenly glowed with light.
A bright light shone in the dark bedroom.
The emerald light shone down, and the eyes beneath him moved slightly.
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