readsfreenovel Chapter 662
Chapter 662
Chapter 662
Meanwhile, inside the private bath palace.
March 7th dragged his exhausted body and walked into the room with weak steps.
She was wrapped in a bath towel, her hair was messy, a few strands of wet hair stuck to her cheeks, and her eyes were full of fatigue.
"Huha~ Things are finally over. These past few days have been really tiring." She muttered and let out a long sigh, her voice revealing the fatigue emanating from her bones.
As soon as he finished speaking, March 7th seemed to fall apart and threw himself onto the soft bed.
She moved without reservation and slammed her whole body onto the bed, causing the mattress to sink violently with a dull "creaking" sound.
She first buried her face deep in the pillow and rubbed it hard, then turned sideways and spread her limbs out like a spread-eagle, as if trying to merge herself with the bed.
Xing and Lin Yu stood aside, looking at March 7 quietly.
Xing shook his head, and Lin Yu smiled, his eyes full of helplessness and pampering for March 7.
"It's inevitable that you'll be so exhausted if you're always in such a rush."
Xing nodded and agreed, "Yes, but it's hard not to like her personality."
The two smiled at each other, then walked to the bed and tucked in the bath towel that had slipped off for Sanyueqi.
After Xing and Lin Yu tucked in the bath towel for San Yueqi, their eyes still lingered on her sleeping face.
Xing straightened up, gently sat down on the bed, looked at Ohma outside the window, and said softly, "The experiences of the past few days are like a thrilling dream to us."
Xing turned his head slightly and looked at Lin Yu, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "There is a scene that left a deep impression on me. When we pushed open the stone door, black smoke suddenly poured out. What do you think that was?"
"Maybe it's the black tide?" Lin Yu guessed.
"But didn't we see it before? That thick thing that looked like data..."
At this time, March 7th turned over in the bed and mumbled a few words in his sleep, interrupting their conversation.
The two of them looked at San Yue Qi again, and Xing said, "It seems that she is really too tired these days. I hope this good dream can make her forget those terrible experiences."
"She is always so brave, always at the forefront, and therefore endures more dangers."
"Ohma seems peaceful now, but I can feel that there are more crises hidden in the dark."
Lin Yu patted her shoulder and comforted her: "No matter what the future holds, we will face it together. Haven't we overcome so many difficulties along the way?"
As the two were talking, San Yue Qi suddenly turned over again, swung his arms, and almost hit Xing.
Xing gently grabbed Sanyueqi's hand and put it back into the quilt, smiling helplessly, "Look at her, she's so restless even in her sleep."
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After an unknown amount of time, San Yue Qi sat up from the bed, stretched his body, and shouted, "Wow, this sleep was so comfortable!"
Xing and Lin Yu were originally standing by the window and talking quietly. When they heard the noise, they turned around and looked at San Yue Qi.
Lin Yu said softly, "Look at you, your face is flushed when you sleep. It seems that you have had a good rest. You must have had a good dream."
"Yes, I dreamed that we were in a huge garden. There were colorful flowers and glowing butterflies everywhere. I chased them around. It was so much fun!"
"How is it possible for there to be a glowing butterfly? Your imagination is so weird." Xing crossed his arms and shook his head slightly.
Sanyueqi got anxious when he heard this and explained hastily, "How could that be! You were clearly also talking about the beautiful butterflies, and you even pulled me aside and asked me to catch one for you."
Xing raised her eyebrows and pretended not to believe it, "Me? Pulling you to catch glowing butterflies? Why don't I remember having such a childish side?" As she said this, she deliberately curled her lips.
San Yue Qi puffed up her cheeks angrily, "You are just cheating! In the dream garden, there are flowers that can sing. The colorful petals open and close like little open mouths, and the songs they sing are so beautiful, even better than the bard's playing."
Lin Yu listened with interest, "It sounds like that garden is simply a fairyland. Maybe there is such a wonderful place in reality."
When San Yueqi heard this, his eyes instantly lit up like two stars, "Really? Lin Yu, do you think we should go look for it? Maybe we can find the garden and record it beautifully!"
Xing gently poked San Yueqi's forehead and said, "You really believed it. Let's not talk about whether there is such a garden. We haven't explored all the areas around Ohma City yet. How can we have the time to look for the fairyland in your dream?"
"But..." Xing leaned slightly to the side, deliberately drawing out his tone, with a cunning flash in his eyes, "If you can help me organize Mimi's bedtime stories, I would consider accompanying you to look around." As Xing spoke, he tilted his head slightly, with an imperceptible smirk at the corner of his mouth.
When San Yueqi heard this, his face, which was originally full of expectation, suddenly turned cloudy. The light of expectation quickly dimmed as if covered by dark clouds, and was replaced by a wrinkled, bitter face.
"Ah? I have to sort those out again. The words are so densely packed, and I don't recognize many of them. It's so hard to read." She muttered, frowning, with reluctance written all over her face, and her hands waved in front of her unconsciously, as if trying to drive away those densely packed words.
"Why do you want me to write down what's in your memory..." Sanyueqi's voice was a little aggrieved. Her eyes were wide open and she looked at Xing in confusion, with a hint of protest in her eyes.
"No, no!" San Yueqi said, and his head immediately shook like a rattle. His attitude was as firm as steel, and there was no room for negotiation.
She also took two steps back and crossed her arms over her chest, as if to show Xing her uncompromising stance.
"Don't, Sanyueqi." Seeing Sanyueqi's big reaction, Xing quickly stepped forward, took her arm and shook it gently, and her tone became softer, "Just think about it, those bedtime stories are so interesting. If they can be compiled into a book, it will not only help Mimi leave precious memories, but maybe it can also become the most popular bedtime reading material in Ohma. By then, everyone will hold the storybook you compiled and praise you. It will be such a sense of accomplishment." Xing said while blinking his eyes, his eyes full of expectation and temptation.
When San Yue Qi heard the beautiful picture described by Xing, the expression on his face relaxed a little, but he was still a little hesitant. "But the words in the stories you told me are really hard to recognize, and I can't remember many of the plots clearly. How can I organize them?"
"Besides, that book only appears in your dreams, and Mimi won't come into my dreams to give me hints. This is too difficult for me, and I really don't want to do it!"
The moment March Seventh's voice fell, a strange wave suddenly appeared in the originally calm air, and then Mimi flew out from somewhere like a meteor.
Behind her was a band of light composed of tiny star rays, which drew a gorgeous arc in the air and finally hovered steadily in front of March Seven.
"Hehe, naughty children will be punished~" Mimi's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a playful smirk.
As she spoke, she stretched out her padded little hands and shook them gently in the air, looking like a little teacher admonishing a naughty student.
"Then punish me!" San Yueqi raised his hands suddenly as if in a fit of anger, closed his eyes tightly, and his eyelashes trembled slightly because of nervousness.
She stood straight, but was trembling slightly because of her inner anxiety. She looked very funny, like a poor little thing waiting for "judgment".
Mimi circled Sanyueqi slowly and said, "Hmm... let me think about what kind of punishment I should give you."
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, as if she had thought of a brilliant idea, and the smile on her lips became more and more obvious. "Got it!" Mimi shouted crisply.
"Just confiscate your camera!" Mimi said as she stretched out her hand and pretended to grab the camera from San Yueqi's waist.
That camera was San Yueqi's favorite thing. It had accompanied her to countless places and recorded many precious moments.
San Yueqi showed a look of horror on his face, "I was wrong, isn't it enough that I promised to organize the story?" At the same time, he subconsciously took a step back, holding the camera at his waist tightly with both hands.
"How did Mimi become so bad?" Sanyueqi said, and then moved the camera on his waist inside.
Mimi looked at March Seven's appearance, put away her hands that were pretending to snatch, flew to March Seven, blinked her eyes, and said, "Okay, you look so nervous, I was just kidding, but you must organize the story well, otherwise I will really come up with a more severe punishment." After saying that, she stuck out her tongue mischievously.
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