Bi Xia always being able to retort with her made Chu Wu very happy. After all, not many people could bicker with her, and if it were any other time, she would have eagerly bantered with Bi Xia. But now, even though she had the thought, she lacked the spirit.
She didn't know how long had passed. When Chu Wu placed Bi Xia by her side, she held her hand to her heart, "Bi Xiaojiu, let me tell you a bedtime story. It's a bit long, but that's good. This way, I can ensure that even after you fall asleep, the story won't be over yet, so I won't have to think of a second story. How about it?"
Feeling the rhythmic beating of the heart beneath her palm, Bi Xia was silent for a moment, but then nodded calmly. She slid down slightly, appearing extremely relaxed and comfortable, her head resting against the back of the sofa, tilting slightly, as if she were a child needing to hear a prince and princess bedtime story before sleeping.
