"Mo Shixiu, I'm a little sleepy." Jiang Luoli nestled in his arms and said for a while, and his eyelids gradually became a little heavier.

She was sleepy throughout her pregnancy.

Even though I have been sleeping for more than ten hours a day, I always feel like I haven’t had enough sleep.

If she hadn't asked the doctor, this was a normal phenomenon, she would have doubted whether she was sick.

"If you are sleepy, go to bed." Mo Shixiu carried her to the bed on one side, put it down gently, and pulled the quilt to cover her.

"But, I don't want to sleep very much." Jiang Luoli rubbed his eyes, his voice muffled.

"So what?" Mo Shixiu knew that his little wife must have something to ask again. He asked softly with a clear smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Luoli is ten years younger than him. In Mo Shixiu's eyes, she is still a little girl.

In daily life, he really spoils her like a child.

Jiang Luoli blinked and said in a coquettish voice: "You should coax me to sleep."

"How to coax it?" Mo Shixiu touched her soft hair and looked down at the little wife who was acting coquettishly towards him, her eyes full of doting.

"Sing to me." Jiang Luoli's eyes rolled.

The expression on the face of the man beside him was stiff for a few seconds: "Sing?"

"Well. Can't you sing?" Jiang Luoli said in a sweet voice, "I haven't heard you sing. Can you sing me, okay? I want to listen to it."

"this……"

This matter is a bit difficult to repair.

Although this is not an excessive requirement.

"Okay?" Jiang Luoli grabbed his hand, his voice becoming softer, "I want to listen to it every time I practice it. Can you sing it to me?"

Jiang Luoli pulled his arm and shook it, looking at him with expectation in his eyes.

Mo Shixiu looked at the pair of these sleepy eyes that were just a second ago, but the next second, he looked at his black eyes. He felt that if he refused, Jiang Luoli might cry in the next second.

"Okay." Mo Shixiu chuckled softly, "What song do you want to hear?"

"I like to listen to what you sing." Jiang Luoli thought for a while and said, "Just sing a more lyrical and quiet song."

After she said that, she blinked at him again, looking like she was "swallowing her ears".

Mo Shixiu's voice sounds very nice.

His daily speaking is a subwoofer voice that can make people "pregnant with their ears".

But Jiang Luoli never heard him sing.

So she suddenly wanted to hear what Mo Shixiu would sing like.

Mo Shixiu pondered for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Jiang Luoli waited for a while and heard him humming softly.

He sang a French song.

Jiang Luoli couldn't understand what he was singing, but it didn't affect her at all. She thought he sang very well.

No, it sounds very nice.

The low and gentle bass, the elegant and gentle melody, his voice seemed to be close to her ears, and he murmured love words in her ears.

Jiang Luoli was indulged in his singing.

Mo Shixiu's singing sounded as good as his voice.

It is like wine, or a beautiful dream, which makes people intoxicated by him.

When Mo Shixiu finished singing for the first time, Jiang Luoli felt sleepy in his eyes and his eyes closed little by little.

After Mo Shixiu finished singing, Jiang Luoli also closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!