Fei Yanchen's weight was on her, and she almost couldn't hold on!
"Mr. Fei." she called.
But Fei Yanchen didn't react at all.
Wasn't it fine just now? Why did it suddenly become like this?
She just thought he was pretending, but now she is not sure whether he is drunk or not.
Mu Qing and Mu Yihan struggled to help Fei Yanchen onto the bed.
Mu Yihan quickly took off Fei Yanchen's shoes and pulled up the quilt to cover Fei Yanchen.
"Mom, Mr. Fei is drunk. Let him sleep first. Let's go out and play for a while, okay? That hanging chair is so fun!" Mu Yihan took Mu Qing's hand and rocked it gently.
Fei Yanchen:!!!
Mu Qing looked back at Mr. Fei on the bed, then glanced at Mu Yihan and nodded slowly.
"Mom, come quickly!"
Mu Qing almost fell down when Xiao Han pulled her, "Baby, slow down."
Mu Yihan let go of his mother's hand and ran outside.
Mu Qing walked out, taking one step forward and one step back. She felt as if everything around her was shaking. The objects in front of her also had shadows, and everything became blurry.
At this time, her mind was still clear and she knew what she was doing.
"Mom, sit here and let me rock you."
Mu Qing sat in the hanging chair, and Mu Yihan pushed his mother with great effort.
As the hanging chair swayed, Mu Qing suddenly felt even more dizzy and quickly said to Mu Yihan, "Come here, mommy will hold you, and we'll sit together."
Mu Yihan immediately threw himself into his mother's arms. The two of them leaned on the hanging chair, looking at the moonlit sky, and swayed slowly.
"Mom, why is your face so red? Are you sick?" Mu Yihan stretched out his little hand and touched his mother's cheek.
"Mom drank a little wine and just felt a little dizzy." Mu Qing explained softly.
At this time, the sky had become completely dark. Perhaps because there was no light, the night sky in front of us seemed particularly dark, and the stars were particularly bright and dazzling.
A light breeze blew, and Mu Qing suddenly felt much more comfortable.
Maybe she really drank too much today. She had never experienced such a euphoric feeling before.
"Mom, are there really Chang'e and a little rabbit on the moon? Mom, can you tell me a story about Chang'e?"
"The story of Chang'e? Let mom think about it carefully."
Mu Yihan waited expectantly.
"Mom, can you tell Xiaohan the story of Chang'e flying to the moon?"
"good!"
"Wait a minute, how does the story begin?" Mu Qing patted his dizzy head, thought for a moment, and said slowly, "Once upon a time, there were ten suns in the sky..."
Fei Yanchen threw away the quilt covering him!
I really want to send Mu Yihan away! Send him to heaven!
The outside world is peaceful and beautiful, but here he is being tortured by ten suns!
Mu Qing gave the beginning of the story, and his mind was in a mess. "No, it doesn't seem to be like this."
"What is it like?" Mu Yihan asked immediately.
"There was a man named Ma Liang. He had a magic brush. One day, he drew ten suns."
Mu Yihan tilted his head, feeling like something was wrong.
"Mom, why did Ma Liang draw ten suns?"
"He... he has a magic pen, doesn't he? Whatever he draws with this pen becomes real."
"Oh!" Mu Yihan nodded quickly.
"Then he wanted to draw the sun. He probably drew one and looked at it, but wasn't satisfied. He drew another, but was still not satisfied. So he drew ten in one go."
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