You Are My Rare Passion

  Chapter 101 Dad is the best

  Xie Yunlin guessed right, Gu Junzhu did decide to let Xie Jinfei go.

  But the reason was not because Xie Jinfei guessed it, because they had known each other since they were young, and Gu Junzhu didn’t want to do too much.

  But because he is Ye Xingbei’s brother.

  Gu Junzhu really wanted to know what his expression was when Xie Jinfei knew that for his cousin, he almost injured his own sister seriously and disfigured.

  His attitude towards Xie Jinfei in the future was determined by Xie Jinfei's attitude towards Ye Xingbei after Xie Jinfei knew that Ye Xingbei was his own sister.

  If Xie Jinfei really loves Ye Xingbei, then he almost hurt Ye Xingbei, and he can forget it.

  But if he can't look at Ye Xingbei, he still looks at Ye Xingbei with contempt when he was in the hotel that day.

Ah.

   Then don't blame him for being rude.

  Although it’s a little late after the autumn, just charge more interest!

  After returning to the villa, he sent the young sapling back to the bedroom.

  Ye Xingbei guarded the little tree seedlings, staying in step.

  Until night, the little guy woke up leisurely.

   Ye Xingbei saw him slowly opening his eyes, holding his little hand against her face, and crying with joy.

  The little guy blinked his eyes in a daze, stretched out his other hand to wipe Ye Xingbei’s tears, flattened his mouth, “Mom, why are you crying? When you cry, I want to cry too.”

   Saying this, the little guy’s big dark eyes filled with tears.

Ye Xingbei smiled with tears in his eyes, and took him into his arms, "Isn't mom crying, mom is so happy! Baby you have been sleeping for a whole day, scared mom to death, if you don't wake up, mom will really be You are scared to death."

  "What's the fear of sleeping?" The little guy raised his little hand puzzledly, rubbed Ye Xingbei's head, and said solemnly: "Snoring and purring hair, you can't scare! Mother is not afraid, the little tree protects you!"

"Don't protect your mother anymore!" Ye Xingbei hugged him tightly, and said in fear: "Baby, fighting is an adult's business. You are too young. When you meet bad guys, stay away. You are so young. The bad guy pushed you down as soon as he raised his hand. You see that your little head broke and you had three stitches. I feel sorry for my mother!"

  Ye Xing Beiyue said that the more distressed he was, his tears flowed down again.

  The needle hurts a bit at the place where the little guy is stitching. He stretched his little hand back and wanted to touch it, but Ye Xingbei grabbed it, “I can’t touch it, I’m slow to touch it!”

   The little guy obediently retracted his little hand and wiped Ye Xingbei's tears: "Mom doesn't cry, it doesn't hurt at all."

   Ye Xingbei was about to say something, the door rang, and Gu Jun opened the door one by one and came in.

  The little guy saw Gu Junzhu, his eyes lit up, and he screamed, "Dad!"

  His pitch-black eyes watched Gu Jun shining outwards. He was full of energy, not at all like the little sickness of a concussion that had just fallen.

Seeing his attachment to Rumu's eyes, Gu Jun made a mess one by one, strode to the bed, took the little guy into his arms, and asked softly, "Baby, does the little head still hurt? Do you feel it? Where does it hurt?"

  The little guy raised his short hands and held Gu Junzhu’s neck tightly. His big beautiful eyes smiled into crescent crescents, “Daddy is comfortable holding it, it doesn’t hurt anywhere!”

  He held Jun Zhu's neck tightly, staring at Gu Junzhu, he was overjoyed, and he couldn't see enough.

  Ye Xingbei smiled and shook his head, “I have money fans, music fans, and movie fans. Our little tree is a dad fan. Seeing my dad is like a wolf seeing meat, his eyes shine out!"

  The little guy rested his small body in Gu Junzhu’s arms. The little face rubbed Gu Junzhu's body reliantly, and said softly, “Daddy is the best, Xiangxiang!”

   Ye Xingbei pretended to be jealous, and sadly covered his chest, with a sad expression on his face: "What about mom?"

  (End of this chapter)