After the two people left, Yan Junfeng insisted on pulling Zhao Beichen to tell him a story.

Zhao Beichen had never told any stories to children, so when Yan Junfeng asked him to tell a story, he had no idea what to say.

Yan Junfeng was already lying obediently on the bed, covered with a quilt, waiting for him to speak with his eyes blinking.

Zhao Beichen stood beside the bed, frowning slightly, looking very embarrassed.

About five minutes passed, and Yan Junfeng still hadn't waited for the story to begin, so he pulled off the quilt and sat up.

"Brother Chen, why haven't you started telling me a story yet? Are you thinking about which one to tell me?"

"...Yes." Zhao Beichen said with a stiff face.

He went through several books in his mind, but found that there were no stories suitable for telling him to sleep.

Because, some of the books that appeared in Zhao Beichen's mind were either some research books, various poems, or various works.

Anyway, there is no book suitable for telling Yan Junfeng before going to sleep.

Yan Junfeng simply sat cross-legged on the bed, staring with his round eyes, his arms folded across his chest, and just stared at Zhao Beichen.

When Yan Ruyu passed by Yan Junfeng's room, she found that Zhao Beichen had been standing by the bed. She didn't know what he was doing, while her younger brother... was sitting on the bed with a very arrogant look.

Yan Ruyu frowned immediately and walked in with a stern face.

"Yan Junfeng, what are you doing!"

When Yan Junfeng heard his sister's voice, he tilted his head and looked towards the door. He saw his sister leaning against the door, looking at him quietly.

Somehow, I suddenly felt a chill on my back.

Yan Junfeng raised his chin towards Zhao Beichen and said, "Just now I wanted to sleep, so I asked Brother Chen to tell me a story."

"But Brother Chen stood by my bed for a long time without saying a word. Brother Chen said he was thinking about telling me something, so I just sat up and waited."

Zhao Beichen didn't know how to tell stories, so he didn't dare look back at Yan Ruyu, for fear that she would laugh at him, so he could only turn his back to the door.

Yan Ruyu looked at the person beside the bed and saw that he had no reaction at all. He came here without turning back to say a word. She curled her lips speechlessly.

[As expected of Professor Zhao, sometimes he just doesn’t like to talk. ]

But Yan Ruyu still found it a little strange that he stayed by the bed without saying anything.

In her eyes, once Zhao Beichen promised someone something, he would definitely do it.

Since he promised his brother that he would tell him a story, he should definitely tell it. As for why he just stood there without saying anything, she couldn't guess...

It is possible. It is possible that Professor Zhao suddenly changed his mind and was just embarrassed to refuse the child.

Yan Ru didn't ask any more questions, but walked straight to Yan Junfeng, pushed him down, and covered him with a quilt.

Pointing at him, she said, "Before, when your mother didn't tell you a story, you slept well, didn't you? I don't believe that now you can't sleep unless Professor Zhao tells you a story."

Yan Junfeng didn't dare to say anything about his sister's suppression.

His eyes just slowly moved to Zhao Beichen who was standing beside the bed, with a look of asking for help.

When Zhao Beichen saw the gaze coming towards him, he subconsciously avoided it.

Yan Junfeng did not meet Brother Chen's gaze, so he had to close his eyes in disappointment.

Yan Ruyi stood at the end of the bed, watched her brother close his eyes and fall asleep, and nodded with satisfaction.

"very good."

"Professor Zhao, my mother told me before she left that Professor Zhao brought a book to kill time, so don't waste time here."

What she meant by this was to remind Zhao Beichen that he could go out now.

Zhao Beichen understood what she meant.

"Miss Yan is right."

"Since Xiaofeng is the only one left, I can go out and read without any worries."

Yan Junfeng, who was lying on the bed, heard his elder brother Chen's words and quickly opened his eyes and wanted to say something.

As a result, when he just raised his head halfway, he was scared back by a look from his sister at the end of the bed.

After Yan Ruyu dealt with her brother's affairs, she ran to Zhao Beichen and said, "Professor Zhao, my brother is not very sensible. I am sorry for causing you trouble."

"Well, Professor Zhao, if you're thirsty or want to eat something, it's all there, feel free to eat. I really didn't get enough sleep, so I'll go back and rest first."

"If Professor Zhao wants to take a break, you can do so."

After saying this, Yan Ruyu quickly ran back to the room and buried her head in the quilt.

She didn't know what was wrong, but looking at Professor Zhao's smile that was as gentle as the breeze, she didn't know what to say.

Zhao Beichen had been calculating the opening time of the shopping mall outside. There was about half an hour left, so Zhao Beichen got up and knocked on Yan Ruyu's door.

Yan Ruyu heard someone knocking on the door in her sleep, and in a daze she wanted to refuse to open it.

However, her brain took a while to react, and suddenly she remembered that there was another person at home, so she immediately got out of bed and opened the door.

"Professor Zhao, what's wrong?"

Zhao Beichen looked at her somewhat messy pajamas. One of the shoulder straps had just slipped down, revealing some of her fair shoulders.

Zhao Beichen coughed awkwardly and looked away.

In a low voice, he said, "Miss Yan, it's almost time. Get up and get dressed now. When we get to the mall, it will just open and there will be the fewest people. If you and your sister go shopping, it won't be too crowded."

Yan Ruyu looked at his serious expression and smiled slightly.

"Okay, Professor Zhao, I'll go call my sister. Wait a moment."

"Hmm." Zhao Beichen's voice sounded a little hoarse.

Yan Ruyu ran to Yan Xiufang's bed and called softly, "Sister, sister, it's getting late. We should go out and play. Don't sleep anymore."

Yan Xiufang slowly opened her eyes, looked at Yan Ruyu's smiling face, and smiled faintly.

"Okay." She sat up, rubbed her eyes and stretched.

When I focused my attention on my sister, I noticed that the shoulder strap on her shoulder had slipped down, so I quickly helped her pull it up.

"Ruyu, even though we are at home, why don't you pay attention at all?"

"Although Professor Zhao is a good person, if he accidentally saw you like this, he would definitely feel uncomfortable."

When Yan Ruyu heard her sister say this, she turned her head to look at her shoulder straps and suddenly an idea came to her mind.

Just now...wasn't I standing in front of Professor Zhao...

Did my shoulder strap slip off at that moment?

Or did it slip off when I came to look for my sister just now?

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