Seven stories about putting your girlfriend to bed at night

Girlfriends can't sleep at night, especially separated couples. At this time, every girlfriend tells a warm bedtime story to put her girlfriend to sleep! The following is a story about putting his girlfriend to bed at night. Welcome to reading.

The story of putting his girlfriend to bed at night 1: Brother Popsicle Mouse.

Brother Mouse likes popsicles best, so everyone calls him Brother Mouse Popsicles. Mother mouse went to grandma's house, so she prepared a lot of bread and popsicles for her brother to eat when he was hungry. It's really hot. I ate a cold popsicle and lay on the soft bread chair. The little mouse thought of a good way to reduce the fever. So he made bread into a bread bed, made pillows out of chocolate and put them in the refrigerator. So the mouse can lie comfortably on the bread bed and eat popsicles. The little mouse ate the popsicle with relish and made a merry for his clever plan. When he was full, he fell asleep happily.

This sleep turned it into a real popsicle mouse. Mother mouse is very happy when she comes back. She opened the refrigerator to eat popsicles, but there was nothing in it except a big ice cube. Mother mouse thought, "This must be the ghost of the little mouse again." So, bang, I threw my little popsicle mouse into the toilet. The poor little mouse was washed into the sewer, and the ice on his body melted, and the little mouse trembled with cold. At this time, the bread bed became a bread boat, carrying mice into the sea. "Wow, there is an island ahead, there is an island." Brother Mouse jumped up with excitement. Drive in a hurry. Due to the high speed, the bread boat hit a hole in the island and could not walk.

The little mouse was ready to get off the boat, but when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was not an island, but a whale. The bread boat was firmly stuck in the whale's nostrils. The little mouse panicked, grabbed the bread boat tightly and cried. The crying woke the whale. The whale breathed a sigh of relief with all its strength. Mice and bread were sprayed on the beach by the sea. Brother Mouse is hungry and tired. He took out his mobile phone and tried to call mother mouse, but it was useless. What should I do if I can't contact Mother Mouse and I have no money? Brother mouse thought and thought, thinking of popsicles and thinking that the bread bed had become a bread boat. So it shouted, "Yes, turn the bread boat into a van, so you can drive home?" So the little mouse brother found two small waste wheels, then put them on soap bread, and then put on the steering wheel, and a van was completed. So the little mouse brother drove home happily in the van.

Put your girlfriend to bed at night. Story 2: Photo of the Pig King

The pig king thinks his lips are too thick, and he wants to block his mouth every time he takes a picture. Taking pictures is mainly about the face, and the mouth is just on the face. It's really a big problem for photographers to look at their faces instead of their mouths.

Wang Gai of Pigs has changed countless photographers.

One of the photos that most satisfied the pig king was conceived like this: the pig king was reading a book, and the book just blocked the pig king's mouth. The photo highlights the beautiful eyes of the pig king. The pig king's eyes are born with three eyelids-double eyelids plus one. Double eyelids are popular all over the world, otherwise, how could anyone use force to do it? The pig king set this photo as his leader's standard portrait and hung it in every family in the pig family.

On this day, the staff presented a newspaper to Pig King.

Newspaper: Thick lips have become a new beauty trend. Women have thickened their lips, and they asked the beautician to inject a liquid called "glue source" into their lips to make them protrude. It is also reported that the single eyelid has recently begun to be favored by the world.

King Pig is a photographer.

The photographer rushed into the palace with all kinds of photographic equipment.

The pig king ordered a remake of his leader.

The requirement is to stick your mouth out and cover your eyes.

The photographer put a pair of sunglasses on the pig king and highlighted the thickness of his lips with lights.

King Pig is very satisfied with the portrait of his new leader. He ordered his assistant to replace the portrait of his leader in thousands of families and demanded the destruction of all his old leaders.

An assistant suggested keeping the portrait of the old leader of the pig king. He thought that in a few years, thin-lipped and multi-layered eyelids would be popular all over the world, and he also said that the creatures on the earth would toss back and forth in this way to get the pleasure of life.

The suggestion of the staff made the pig king deep in thought, and he suddenly felt that this was not alive. The real joy of life should be not going with the flow.

King Pig decided to take a full-body photo and expose every part of himself, whether ugly or beautiful (besides, today's ugliness means tomorrow's beauty, and today's beauty means tomorrow's ugliness). I am myself. Constantly changing.

When the photographer pressed the shutter, King Pig felt happy.

This photo was designated as the standard image of his leader by the pig king and distributed to all the families of the pig family.

It is said that this is the greatest leader statue on earth.

Put your girlfriend to bed at night Story 3: Sharpshooter

Once upon a time, there was a man who had several children besides his wife. They are poor and often eat this meal instead of that one.

One day, there was nothing to eat at home. This morning, he said to his wife, "There is only one bullet left in the gun chamber. I'm going to the Woods to get some game for you and the children. " You light a stove at home, put a pot of water and heat it. "

"Honey, that's a good idea," said the wife. "Go and get some game. Shoot ducks or opossums or something. "

The man walked into the Woods with a shotgun. He knows that there is only one bullet left, and he can't shoot at the sight of small animals and waste bullets.

He walked and walked until he reached the depths of the forest. However, let alone big animals, there is not even a shadow of small animals. He began to worry.

Suddenly, he looked up and saw a fat opossum squatting on the branch of a tree. He picked up the gun and aimed at it. Suddenly, he found a pond under the branch and a flock of wild ducks on the water under the branch. There is a big bear on the other side of the pond. He heard the voice from behind again, turned his head and saw several rabbits crouching behind him.

He tried to shoot down all these animals, but there was only one bullet. What should we do, Connie? I really can't think of a good way at the moment. Later, he finally figured out a way, so he aimed the gun again. With a bang, he fired a bullet. The bullet shattered the branches where the opossum was crouching. The branch fell into the water, drowned the opossum and killed the duck. The bullet flew over the pond and killed the bear again.

With the recoil of the gun, he fell backwards, just holding down several rabbits, all of which were crushed to death.

He stood up, walked to the other side of the pond, dragged the bear to the tree, fished out the wild duck and opossum from the water and put them with the bear. Then he brought the rabbit and put it on the bear. How to get these prey home? He can't carry so much by himself. So he had to go home and pull the carriage.

"What about your prey?" His wife asked him, "You didn't hit anything, did you?" Where's your gun? "

"Don't ask questions," he said. "All you have to do is heat the water in the pot, and there will be enough for you to eat in a moment." He drove the carriage back to the Woods. He also moved his prey to the carriage.

He started to go home in a carriage. Unexpectedly, it rained heavily.

"ah! Run, man, run! " He shouted at the horse.

"The water is hot, and the meat in the pot? Where have you been just now? " The wife said to her husband who had just returned.

He looked into the Woods behind him and saw his own horse, but not the cart. The belt of the cart was still dragging behind the horse. He knew that after a shower, the belt was stretched, but the car was left behind.

"I think our delicious food will be delivered automatically in the afternoon," he said to his wife. "Don't worry."

He tied the horse to a tree and the belt didn't fall off the tree.

In the afternoon, the rain stopped and the sun came out, burning. The belt on the back of the horse is slowly drying. As soon as the belt dried, it slowly contracted, and the carriage was dragged out of the Woods, getting closer and closer to his home. At about 2 pm, the car arrived at the door.

In the evening, the whole family had a delicious meal.

Put your girlfriend to bed at night Story 4: Mr. Radish and Cricket

In the autumn evening, the moon climbed up from Dongshan and shone on the empty vegetable fields. There is a radish standing alone on the vegetable field.

All the other radishes were taken away by grandpa wearing a straw hat, leaving only this poor radish. The radish thought uneasily, did grandpa not see it, or did he think it was too small?

"Grandpa doesn't want me ..." The radish stood alone in the open field, and the night dew dripped on its green leaves like sad tears.

Not far from the radish, a cricket (Xi Shuai) arranged his hat on the ridge of the field (Geng). After he finished, he sat on a clod and began to play the piano. What a wonderful piano sound! Even the moon bowed its head to listen. Those lovely notes, dancing hand in hand in the moonlight like water, each wearing the same brown hat as Mr. Cricket and a pair of flexible and powerful feet.

Radish "sloped" and smiled. Mr. Cricket's piano played away the loneliness of radish.

Mr. Cricket smiled, too. It stopped the bow and asked the radish, "lovely friend, do I play well?"

The radish said, "Great!" It clapped its hands-of course, a radish's hand can't be anything but a leaf. As a result, those tears on the leaves rolled into the soil.

Mr. Cricket said, "I can play it for you every day if you like."

From then on, Mr. Cricket will play beautiful music for radish every night, rain or shine.

Next to the vegetable field is a forest. When the leaves wither and fall, the fields look more empty and quiet-many crickets have moved to underground houses, where they will spend the winter safely.

Radish is worried: Will Mr Cricket spend the winter, too? Then, at that time, I was left alone in the whole vegetable field.

Mr. Cricket read the mind of radish. It tells the radish, "Friend, I won't leave you alone."

Radish breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr cricket plays the piano in the cold wind. Those notes are shaking because of the shaking hands. Trembling, they want to snuggle together and refuse to dance naughty like early autumn.

Mr. Cricket stopped his bow and said apologetically to the radish, "I'm sorry, my piano skills have regressed."

"No, I think it's the most beautiful sound on earth."

Mr. Cricket and radish became the last residents of the vegetable field.

Radish knows that Mr. Cricket stayed for it. He is grateful, but uneasy.

"Mr. Cricket, I won't hurt you in this cold, will I?"

"What words! We are friends. " Mr. Cricket said firmly.

Oh, Mr. Cricket's friend! Radish feels very happy when you think about it, and it doesn't feel cold when the cold wind blows on you.

Mr. Cricket moved his family under the radish leaves. It keeps playing the piano for radish, and only when its hands are frozen does it go indoors to keep warm.

The white dew turns into frost, and the radish is frozen purple. Its leaves faded (years), and it was covered on Mr. Cricket's house, just like covering a small house with a thin quilt.

The frost turned into snow, and the northwest wind roared in the wilderness. Mr. Cricket couldn't hear the piano, and even the radish was frozen hard.

I don't know how many days passed before the radish woke up: the spring breeze blew across the earth, surrounded by green grass and wild flowers. It cried happily, "Mr. Cricket, spring has come, and we can have a concert again!" " "

The cheerful cry of radish was not answered-a group of ants carried out Mr. Cricket's body.

Radish began to cry and felt a warm current surging. It quickly took out new buds, which soon grew into shoots, and soon white flowers appeared on the branches. Countless cross-shaped flowers, like countless white crosses, fell with the spring breeze and covered Mr. Cricket.

Radish looked at the flying flowers and remembered Mr. Cricket's notes-notes danced hand in hand in the same way.

"Mr. Cricket, this is the music I gave you." The radish whispered.

Put your girlfriend to bed at night Story 5: Please take off your hat.

There are many rabbits living in Rabbit Town, including red rabbits, gray rabbits, blue rabbits, yellow rabbits and a very beautiful white rabbit. The white rabbit opened a clothing store and made all kinds of clothes ... everyone liked her very much.

Recently, the residents of Rabbit Town found that the clothing store of White Rabbit no longer sells clothes, but sells hats. The white rabbit's clothes have also changed. Every time she goes out, she will definitely wear a hat.

"Maybe something happened to the little white rabbit's head?" The residents of Rabbit Town are speculating.

One day, the red rabbit and the yellow rabbit saw the white rabbit passing by wearing a beautiful yán hat.

"Why don't we take off her hat when she's not looking?" Red rabbit said with a smile.

"It's rude, let her choose! Don't laugh at her anyway! " The yellow rabbit said.

"Well, I have an idea!" Red rabbit smiled.

The next day, at dawn, the door of the white rabbit's house was knocked.

"White rabbit, I found a field of wild strawberries. Let's pick strawberries together! " There is a red rabbit standing outside the door.

"Ok, wait for me!" After a while, the little white rabbit came out of the house wearing a beautiful sports hat and carrying a small basket.

When passing through a dense bush, suddenly a strong wind blew and the sports hat of the white rabbit was blown off! The red rabbit quickly looked over the head of the white rabbit. Oh, what a disappointment! The white rabbit still wears a silk hat inside.

How can I get the white rabbit to take off his hat? The residents of Rabbit Town are thinking about this problem.

It rains in summer. On this day, the sun was shining, but suddenly it rained heavily. Rabbits playing on the grass all hurried home. At this time, the gray rabbits who came out to play with the rabbits were anxious because the rabbits were scattered by the rain. Grey rabbit is going to cry! "Don't worry, I'll help you!" Just then, the white rabbit came running.

They managed to find all the scattered rabbits and returned to the home of Grey Rabbit.

"Thank you, Little White Rabbit!" The grey rabbit used a dry towel to help the white rabbit wipe the water on his head.

Suddenly, the grey rabbit cried, "my god, little white rabbit, why do you have blue hair on your head?" It looks like a star. It's so beautiful! " "

It turned out that the hat on the white rabbit's head had been blown away, revealing a pinch of blue hair.

The white rabbit quickly covered her head. "I've been worried about this for a long time!" "

"Don't cover, it's really nice! Help me and my babies get a blue star on their heads! " The grey rabbit moved the white rabbit's hand.

"Is it really nice?" The white rabbit smiled shyly.

"Really!" Grey rabbit nodded hard.

At this time, the heavy rain outside stopped and a rainbow appeared in the sky. The grey rabbit and the white rabbit led the rabbits out of the door.

Look, every rabbit has a blue star on its head. It looks beautiful!

"It turns out that the white rabbit wears a hat to block this blue star!" Red rabbit suddenly remembered his hat.

Now, the rabbit doesn't have to wear a hat all the time. "Let's get a star on our heads, too!" The residents of Rabbit Town have been thinking the same thing recently. ...

Put your girlfriend to bed at night story 6: Cupid and the devil of disaster

In the war against floods and snowstorms, the god of love once drove the disaster demon into eighteen levels of hell.

Unwilling to fail, evil spirits save energy for revenge.

The disaster demon used its sucking power to knock eighteen big holes in hell. In an instant, the earth shook, the beautiful villa and the vibrant campus were all razed to the ground. Thousands of innocent creatures are buried in hell, but the disaster devil drills out of the crack of hell and laughs and fights God to the death.

This time, the main color of the disaster demon is black. It wants to push the world into boundless darkness and let good people exhaust their energy under the dark ruins.

It bared its teeth and shouted arrogantly, thinking that this time cupid would give up and would not dare to fight.

In fact, from the first moment of disaster arrival, Cupid spread his huge wings and flew to the world. She turned into her soldier's camouflage green, into an orange fire suit, into an angel's white coat, into a dark blue tent, into a colorful volunteer uniform, into a crimson dragon and grandson's blood. ...

So hell is tilted open, a beam of sunshine passes through the darkness under the ruins, and one fresh soul returns to the world, and one miracle of life is constantly created and the record is constantly refreshed.

Among the ruins, there are unyielding spirits, casting all kinds of love postures: whether it is the figure leading the way at the entrance of the building, whether it is the gesture of embracing the hands of love, whether it is the gesture of the eagle opening its arms to protect its chicks ... They unequivocally handed over wonderful answers at the moment of life and death choice.

The color of love, the posture of love, earth-shattering, radiant!

When the disaster demon was complacent, he suddenly saw many colors and gestures of love on the ruins. He knew that it was God's love that turned into a tit-for-tat struggle with it.

"After all, evil will not suppress justice," thought the disaster demon. "I mainly focus on black, but she evokes so many colors of love; I just stamped my foot, but she changed so many loving postures; My disaster is ruthless and boundless, but she loves boundless, and her love is priceless ... It seems that the tide has receded, so I'd better escape to the mountains to live for a while! "

The evil spirit poked its head out and saw the god of love leading everyone to sing "Dedication of Love". At this time, the whistle of solemn mourning resounded through the sky and the whole world.

Love kindly escorted all the dead souls to heaven.

There are eight golden characters shining in the sky: unity is strength, peace and prosperity!

Put your girlfriend to bed at night Story 7: Turkey and Goose

The door lock of Mr. Turkey's house is broken again. He can't fix it. He simply nailed the door and flew in and out of the window by himself.

One afternoon, Mrs Goose came back from a walk by the river and passed Mr Turkey's house. She thought, I am tired of walking, so I will go to Mr. Turkey's house to have a rest.

Mrs Goose knocked at the door and asked, "Is Mr Turkey at home? Why did you close the door? "

Mr. Turkey replied, "The lock on my door is broken, so I can only go in and out through the small window next to it."

Mrs Goose had to go to the small window. She crawled and squeezed, and finally entered the house.

"You haven't eaten snacks yet. I'll treat you to cake, chocolate and orange juice," said Mr. Turkey.

Mrs. Goose said happily, "Thank you, I want to eat them all!" " "Mr. Chicken put something on the table." Ah, this is the first time I have eaten such a sweet cake. " Mrs. Goose said, stuffing a big cake into her mouth.

"Hey, you have some!" Mrs. Goose helped Mr. Turkey cut a small cake, and she cut a big cake herself. Look, how delicious Mrs. Goose eats! Her mouth, nose and eyebrows are covered with cream, which looks really funny.

"Burp, burp, burp," said Mrs Goose, who kept burping. "It's delicious. Thank you. I should go. "

Mrs. Goose went to the small window, her head and upper body sticking out of the window. But my stomach can't get out. "I'm, I'm stuck. Come and help me. It's the cake that hurts me!" Mrs. Goose got stuck in the small window and shouted.

"Wow, you blocked the window like a cork!" Mr. Turkey had to jump out the back window to save Mrs. Goose.

"ouch, ouch," said Mr turkey, tugging at Mrs goose's head and neck. "Ah, you will be exhausted. I will think of other ways. "

After a while, Mr. Turkey brought soap and water and wiped Mrs. Goose's stomach. Mrs. Goose felt itchy and kept laughing.

"One, two, three," Mr. Turkey grabbed Mrs. Goose's upper body, and poof, Mrs. Goose was pulled out like a plug. "Hey, I finally came out. In fact, my stomach is not big at all, but your window is too small. "

"Yes, yes! I'll change the lock at once, so you don't have to squeeze through the window in the future. "

Mrs. Goose touched her stomach and went home happily.

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