The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 544: A Bamboo Horse Meets a Green Plum (36)

This little boy looked as clean as a spring breeze blowing on his face, and also like clear water with ripples and sparkles.

Inexplicably, Jing Qingran wanted him to hug her, but she didn't say anything, and she didn't express anything, she just looked at him quietly.

Changsheng walked to her side, then sat down, Jing Qingran puffed out his small mouth, and looked at him with big eyes, looking cute.

Changsheng couldn't help reaching out to rub her little head.

Jing Qingran seemed to be enjoying it, and unconsciously leaned against him.

[Host, the master's recognition of you has increased again, it has increased by 5.00%, and now it is 30.00%. 】Jiuye's voice sounded in Jing Qingran's head.

Jing Qingran had no time to answer Jiuye, so she nodded inwardly.

"I don't know what to do with you..." After a while, Changsheng's childish voice sounded slowly in the air.

"Brother Changsheng, otherwise, tell me a story." Jing Qingran's voice was childish.

She leaned against him, looking very attached to him.

She is so young, can she understand the story?

Of course, others will think so.

However, will Jing Qingran fail to understand the story?
Jing Qingran's soul has existed for more than 1 years, and her understanding ability is not bad.

She can still understand things like stories.

Of course, except for some particularly profound and difficult stories, there must be only a few people who can understand these particularly profound and difficult stories.

Changsheng didn't ask her if she could understand the story, but asked her: "What story do you want to hear?"

"I will listen to whatever story you tell." Jing Qingran said.

She's really not very picky.

"Then let me tell you a story." Chang Sheng said with a smile.

Jing Qingran nodded her little head at him, looking forward to the story he told her.

Changsheng thought for a while, and then began to tell a story to the little baby. The story he told was as simple and easy to understand as possible.

It was a children's story, which he read from a book.

He likes reading very much. He is so quiet. He doesn't have many hobbies, and reading is one of them.

As a child, he is not particularly good at telling stories, but he is also very good at telling the story, trying his best to tell the story well with his own ability.

Jing Qingran listened with great interest, because it was the first time he heard Chang Sheng tell a story to himself, even if the story was very simple, he could basically guess the ending after listening to the beginning.

The story is really simple too.

It's just a children's story.

Changsheng finished telling the story, and Jing Qingran also finished listening to the story.

"Brother Changsheng, the story you told is very good." Jing Qingran did not forget to praise him.

Hearing this, Changsheng looked at her and smiled at her, the smile was like the gentle breeze blowing quietly under the quiet leaves.

Jing Qingran wanted to reach out to grab this wonderful breeze, but he could only look at it, not grasp it, and couldn't grasp it.

Jing Qingran smiled again, but didn't reach out.

"Do you still want to hear the story?" Chang Sheng asked her.

"I feel a little sleepy." Jing Qingran said sheepishly, smiling at him with her small face.

He couldn't help reaching out again, caressing her little face, and said softly, "Then go to sleep, I'll carry you there."

"Yeah." The little baby nodded.

The little boy carried the baby to the crib over there, put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

"Brother Changsheng, I'm going to bed..." Jing Qingran was really sleepy.

(End of this chapter)