Cen Yue stroked the back of Song Yiyi's neck. "If you keep crying, what if you bleed? Look at me and listen to me."
He has a strong attitude.
Song Yiyi thought he was going to scold her.
Unexpectedly, Cen Yue told a joke, "Once upon a time, there was a little duck waiting in line. He wanted to align with the duck in front of him, but he just couldn't. "
He paused.
Song Yiyi stopped crying and blinked her eyes.
Cen Yue then said slowly: "It just kept muttering, 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...'"
Song Yiyi: “…”
She punched Cen Yue on the chest and said, "It's so cold."
Cen Yue took advantage of the situation and hugged Song Yiyi into his arms, saying with a hint of sarcasm, "This is my best joke."
Song Yiyi glanced at him and said, "You are plagiarizing."
This was clearly a joke she had told.
Cen Yue chuckled softly, his doting expression tinged with helplessness. "Then how about this? I'll tell you a new story, and after I'm done, you tell me why you're crying, okay?"
He is very patient.
Song Yiyi sniffed and nodded, "Okay."
Cen Yue pondered for a moment, "Once upon a time, there was a very short duck. People called it Dwarf Duck. One day, Dwarf Duck was walking and fell into a mud pit, and then..."
"And what?"
Song Yiyi raised her face and asked expectantly, "Is it dirty?"
Cen Yue was somewhat at a loss for words.
He tilted his head and kissed her, a gentle touch that was soothing.
Then his clear, magnetic voice rang out: "Then it turned into a mud duck."
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