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"So as a patient, you should have fallen into a sweet dream now, instead of being drunk and dying in front of a boring TV series."

Zhen Jiabao was not happy to hear what He Lianquan said, and immediately turned the phone upside down on the table and made a loud sound.

"What do you mean by that? I think the TV series I watch are not tasteful when you look at them horizontally and vertically? But let me tell you that this TV series I watched can be said to be the benchmark of ancient costume idol dramas in recent years. , which combines a series of factors such as scheming, love, and fate, is very high-level! Very popular! You can't look down on it!"

He Lianquan really doesn't know what TV series Zhen Jiabao watches. In other words, He Lianquan has always been indifferent to TV dramas. Except for some excellent long dramas abroad, domestic idol TV dramas have never had male leads. I haven't clicked on it.

"Although I think that since you like it, you must have your own reasons, but I still have to remind you that you are still a patient, and now should be your rest time, instead of looking at your phone on the bed like a squirrel staying up late Like snacks."

He Lianquan stood beside Zhen Jiabao's bed like a wall, blocking the light in Zhen Jiabao's bedroom. Zhen Jiabao's whole body was shrouded in Helian Quan's shadow, and he looked weak, innocent and pitiful.

"...Oh, but He Lianquan, I really want to tell you that this TV series is really good. If you don't watch it, you will be at a disadvantage. And do you know what the title of this TV series is? They say Even a man who doesn't understand women will become able to understand every tiny thought of a woman after watching this TV series, I think you need it so much."

Zhen Jiabao looked at He Lianquan sincerely, while struggling to enjoy his favorite TV series.

It's a pity that He Lianquan didn't leave any room for Zhen Jiabao in the matter of resting. He stretched out his long arms and took Zhen Jiabao's mobile phone in his hand, and pressed the off button very ruthlessly. seconds.

"Hey Helian, what are you doing?"

Zhen Jiabao subconsciously wanted to snatch his poor mobile phone back from He Lianquan's hands, but as soon as he touched He Lianquan's threatening eyes, he silently withdrew his hand and said reluctantly: "It's really boring, Why are you not even allowed to watch TV series..."

He Lianquan put the turned off Zhen Jiabao's mobile phone on the bedside table, and then looked at the table in front of Zhen Jiabao with a headache.

This table was originally put on by He Lianquan himself, but now He Lianquan would have to take it down with his own hands. By the way, there are a lot of snacks on it. I contracted some of the servants in Xishan Villa by myself.

After packing away the snacks and the small table, He Lianquan finally lifted the quilt and lay down beside Zhen Jiabao.

Originally, Zhen Jiabao had a bad feeling when he saw Helian Quan coming to his bedroom with a pillow in his arms, but seeing Helian Quan carelessly lifted his quilt and lay down in without hesitation, he opened his eyes wide.

"Helian Quan, you, you, you... why did you come to my bed? Is your bedroom haunted?"

He Lianquan ignored Zhen Jiabao's clamor at all, stretched out his arms silently, took Zhen Jiabao's head in his arms and patted it gently.

"I'm afraid you'll get sick again at night, so be obedient."

How could Zhen Jiabao bear He Lianquan's provocative words in such a nice voice, his ears turned red immediately.

Holding Zhen Jiabao in his arms, He Lianquan would naturally be able to detect any changes in Zhen Jiabao, so Zhen Jiabao's flushed cheeks and earlobes did not escape Helian Quan's eyes.

He Lianquan originally thought that he would respond or make fun of Zhen Jiabao's shy behavior, but to Helian Quan's own expectation, he was not in the mood to tease Zhen Jiabao at all.

"Stop thinking about it and focus on sleeping."

He Lianquan reached out and turned off the light in Zhen Jiabao's bedroom, leaving only two dimly lit night lights on the wall emitting a dim light.

Zhen Jiabao was held in Helian Quan's arms, his heart beating like a drum.

"Who can sleep here..."

Zhen Jiabao muttered unnaturally in a low voice, but forgot that he and He Lianquan had almost zero distance contact, so even if Zhen Jiabao felt that he was complaining in such a small voice, it could not escape Helian Quan's ears.

"Can't sleep? Would you like me to tell you a story?"

He Lianquan thought that Nick once said to himself that when boys pursue girls, they will tell girls stories to gain the girl's favor, although He Lianquan feels that he is not pursuing Zhen Jiabao now, But after all, this is a way to please girls.

He Lianquan felt that what NICK said was very reasonable.

Zhen Jiabao also wanted to ease his excitement through some things, so he also agreed to He Lianquan's proposal to tell a story.

Moreover, Zhen Jiabao had never heard He Lianquan tell stories, and was very curious about what kind of bedtime stories this He Lianquan, who was usually unromantic and as cold as a piece of wood, could tell.

Zhen Jiabao agreed to He Lianquan's proposal to tell a story, but He Lianquan himself felt worried.

He Lianquan feels that the spiritual world of romance is relatively lacking. He has never had the experience of being told a bedtime story since he was a child, and those fairy tales he has heard only stay at the stage of the name, and he is completely indifferent to the content. I understand very well.

"Cough... for a moment, I can't think of what kind of story to tell you. Why don't you tell me which type of story you want to hear, and I'll search the Internet."

He Lianquan didn't want Zhen Jiabao to feel that he was off the hook, but he really couldn't think of what to tell Zhen Jiabao for a while, so he simply asked Zhen Jiabao.

Zhen Jiabao just hid in Helian Quan's arms and laughed foolishly.

"You can tell whatever you want. You are the one who wants to tell me a story. Of course I will listen to you."

Zhen Jiabao rarely said such soft words to He Lianquan. If it was normal, He Lianquan would definitely warm up when he heard such words, but on this night when he was sleeping with Zhen Jiabao in his arms, Helian Quan hoped that Zhen Jiabao could Not so sensible.

Zhen Jiabao saw that He Lianquan was silent for a long time, and also felt that it was really difficult for him to ask He Lianquan to tell him a bedtime story.

But after all, it was proposed by Helian Quan himself, so even if he couldn't speak it out, he must speak it out.

After all, Zhen Jiabao still expected He Lianquan to tell him a story, so he couldn't help but speak out to guide him.

"Actually, apart from the classic fairy tales in our country, there are many other countries that have their own unique fairy tale system. For example, in the Netherlands, there is a fairy tale writer named Hans Christian Andersen there. He wrote many interesting fairy tales. You can just tell one chant."

Now Zhen Jiabao has given up hope for He Lianquan's impromptu play, and only hopes that He Lianquan can listen to his own words and pick out a Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale to tell him, which can be regarded as comforting his voice-controlled heart.

But I didn't expect that He Lianquan had only heard the name Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, but he didn't know anything about the content of the fairy tales. However, when Zhen Jiabao mentioned the country of the Netherlands, he still opened up the chatterbox endlessly.

This time, we are talking about Helian Quan's field of expertise.

"Speaking of Holland, what can you think of?"

Zhen Jiabao lay in He Lianquan's arms pouted and thought for a long time before replying: "All I can think of are the big windmills in the Netherlands, tulips and so on, oh yes, it is said that the Netherlands has the largest tulip field in the world , must be very beautiful."

Zhen Jiabao imagined the huge tulip field in the Netherlands and couldn't help but look forward to it.

He Lianquan did not ignore the expectations in Zhen Jiabao's words.

"Want to go to Holland? That's not too difficult. Now it's the right season to come to Holland... But you may still have to wear long-sleeved clothes and pants. If you're interested, you can go to the beach together..."

Zhen Jiabao also knew that He Lian Quan had a lot of things to do every day, so he couldn't spare time to go to Holland with him, so he just stretched out his hand and pushed He Lian Quan's chest.

"Telling a story, what nonsense are you talking about?"

After being reminded by Zhen Jiabao, He Lianquan remembered the story he was going to tell Zhen Jiabao, and said with great interest: "Speaking of tulips, there is actually another story—do you know the tulip effect? ​​It is said to be the earliest in economic history. The case of the bubble economy conforms to all the elements of financial speculation, and the links are meticulous..."

Zhen Jiabao was still eagerly waiting to hear what touching or warm stories He Lianquan would tell him, but Zhen Jiabao regretted it as soon as He Lianquan opened his mouth.

After hearing a few words, Zhen Jiabao's eyelids started to twitch.

"With the control and manipulation of the guild, new speculators kept joining in, and the price of tulips increased by 39 times within a month... Then there were three big ups and downs, and each time the oscillation amplitude exceeded 400%..."

He Lianquan's voice was gentle, but the content of what he said was still too boring, and the few foreign words that popped up from time to time made Zhen Jiabao seem to be listening to a lullaby.Zhen Jiabao tried her best to look like it was so interesting that I liked to listen to it, but her drooping eyelids showed that she was really not a business person, and she was not interested in economics and history at all.

"By accumulating or monopolizing supply channels to drive up prices... Are you sleepy?" He Lianquan also felt that the person in his arms was too quiet, so he stopped explaining and asked.

But to Helian Quan's surprise, Zhen Jiabao didn't answer him—maybe it was because he was sick today, which consumed too much of Zhen Jiabao's energy, or maybe the story He Lianquan told Zhen Jiabao really made Zhen Jiabao hypnotized, Anyway, when He Lianquan questioned Zhen Jiabao, he actually heard Zhen Jiabao's little snoring.

Although this is the effect He Lianquan wants to achieve, the process before this effect is obviously not satisfactory to He Lianquan.

In He Lianquan's vision, Zhen Jiabao should show a very interested response to the story he told, and then explain it in a simple way by himself, and explain a few other types of stories to Zhen Jiabao before the day can be considered a successful conclusion.

But now he didn't even explain the first story clearly to Zhen Jiabao, and Zhen Jiabao actually fell asleep.

He Lianquan silently stared at Zhen Jiabao's delicate and delicate skin in the dim light, and began to think about whether he had the qualifications of a hypnotist.

But since Zhen Jiabao has fallen asleep, even if the story of He Lianquan just got excited, it is impossible to wake Zhen Jiabao up and tell Zhen Jiabao the story by force, so He Lianquan can only swallow his full belly back into his stomach , reluctantly hugged Zhen Jiabao and fell asleep.

Oh, by the way, before going to bed with Zhen Jiabao in his arms, he didn't forget to kiss Zhen Jiabao who was already asleep on the face.