You Are My Rare Passion

Even for Ling Yue, she felt distressed.

She raised her hand to touch Ling Yue's head, and said with pity: "Xiao Yue, don't worry about practicing martial arts. You will have plenty of time in the future. Nothing is as important as your body. Let's take care of your body first, okay?"

The tenderness and love in her eyes are obvious.

Since grandma passed away, no one has looked at him with such tender and loving eyes.

Ling Yue's chest was hot and hot, the tip of his nose was sore, and his eye sockets were hot and humid.

Afraid that he would really cry, he quickly lowered his head, "I understand, Auntie, I will listen to you."

"Good boy!" Ye Xingbei stood up and patted him on the head: "Let's go, go back with Auntie, let's drink some water and eat some fruit."

She touched the back of her son's head again: "Little tree, have you eaten any fruit today?"

"Not yet!" The little guy squeezed between Ye Xingbei and Ling Yue, holding Ye Xingbei with one hand and Ling Yue with the other, smiling with crooked eyes: "Eat with mom and Brother Xiaoyue!"

After a pause, he said again: "Send it to Dad's study!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Son, you really can't forget your cheap father for any good deeds!

Back in the living room, Ye Xingbei peeled the fruit.

The first set was sent to the study room by the little guy.

After a while, Gu Junyi held the fruit plate in one hand and led the little guy out of the study with the other, and sat down beside Ye Xingbei, "How do you feel? Can you go out at night?"

Ye Xingbei rolled his eyes at him.

I wanted to say no, but I thought his brothers were innocent.

There's no reason to disappoint those innocent people just because of this bastard, she swallowed her words again.

Gu Junzhu looked her up and down a few times: "Forget it, I'll let them get together by themselves, and I'll stay with you at home."

"No need," Ye Xingbei said coldly, "Anyway, it's fine at night, so it's good to take Xiaoshu and Xiaoyue out to relax."

Children love to play and make trouble. When they come here, they don’t have to go to school. It’s better to take them around to relax than to be bored at home.

The little guy looked at Gu Junzhu, then at Ye Xingbei, turned his face and asked Gu Junzhu: "Dad, did you make Mom angry?"

Gu Junzhu coughed: "No."

"There must be!" The little guy jumped off the sofa, threw himself into his arms, and shook his shoulders: "Dad, Mom is angry, you should say sorry to Mom!"

Gu Junzhu: "..."

It really is a cheap son!

At the critical moment, he still turned to his mother!

He glanced at Ye Xingbei, grabbed a piece of fruit, and handed it to Ye Xingbei's lips: "Try this, it's sweet."

The little guy snuggled into Gu Junzhu's arms, blinking his eyes, looking at Ye Xingbei expectantly.

Being stared at by the little guy, Ye Xingbei had no choice but to open his mouth and eat the fruit.

The little guy breathed a sigh of relief, smiled openly, and slapped his hands: "Mom is not angry anymore! Dad is great!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

How good is that bastard?

I really want to drop the table!

Gu Junzhu smiled, took the little guy into his arms, and kissed him.

The little guy was pricked by his beard, giggled itchyly, rolled into his arms and rubbed: "Daddy's beard has grown, it's time to shave!"

Ye Xingbei glanced curiously.

No.

White and clean, no beard.

Gu Junzhu caught her curious gaze, grabbed her hand, and pressed it on his chin, "Yes, I just shaved it this morning, and it grew back."

For a man, the beard grows fast, which means that he is full of masculinity!

Hearing the pride in his tone, Ye Xingbei's mouth twitched.

Proud to grow a beard fast?

Gu Wuye, are you really all right?