You Are My Rare Passion

  Chapter 237 Mother's Feeling

  The young tree sapling cried forward and bumped his head against the security guard.

  A security guard was hit by a small tree sapling. Just about to turn around to see what happened, the small tree sapling hugged his hand holding the electric baton, and opened his mouth to bite and frighten him.

  The security screamed in pain, and when his hand was released, the electric baton fell to the ground.

  He shook his hand painfully, and the young sapling was thrown out by him heavily.

  The young sapling staggered back a few steps, and was about to fall to the ground, when he was caught in his arms by a pair of powerful arms.

  Gu Jun used his arms to hold the young sapling into his arms, and coldly ordered: "Hit!"

  Gu Chi took two bodyguards, like wolves into the flock, before a while, he beat more than twenty fully armed security guards.

  Outside the window, a harsh police siren sounded.

  The public security in the capital has always been good. When such a large-scale brawl happened, guests called the police, and the police patrolling the streets quickly rushed out and arrived.

  At the same time, the manager of the hotel was late.

   Seeing Gu Junzhu standing arrogantly among the wounded who lay on the floor and wailing, the hotel manager turned pale and almost kneeled, "Five, five, five, five masters?"

  Gu Jun glanced at him coldly, handed the young sapling to Gu Chi, squatted down, held Ye Xingbei into his arms, frowned and asked, "How?"

   Ye Xingbei shook his head: "It's okay."

  Gu Jun looked at her up and down: "Have you suffered a loss?"

   Ye Xingbei shook his head: "No."

"Yes!" The young tree sapling cried to get to the ground from Gu Chi's arms, threw himself into Ye Xingbei's arms, and cried with his arms around Ye Xingbei's neck. "Mom was hit on the back by a stick, it hurts! Oh, daddy help!"

   Ling Yue, who was still held by Ye Xingbei in his arms, had red eyes, pursed his lips, lowered his head and said, "Sorry, Aunt Beibei is only because she protects me..."

  His voice was choked, and big tears fell to the ground.

  He hasn't cried since his grandmother died.

  No matter how his stepmother abused him, and the people around him were full of maliciousness towards him, he never cried.

  Cold violence can't make him cry.

  Vicious words can't make him cry.

   Framed and fists, there is no way to make him cry.

  Only love can make him cry.

  The embrace of Xiaoshu’s mother is fragrant, soft and warm.

  When his mother died, he was too young, and he no longer remembers what it was like to hold his mother.

   can be held by Xiaoshu’s mother in his arms, he suddenly knows what it feels like to be held in his arms by his mother.

  Happiness and warmth.

  Warm and happy makes him want to cry.

  The young tree sapling had never seen Ling Yue cry. He cried more fiercely when Ling Yue shed tears.

   Ye Xingbei was flustered by the crying of the two children, and took the two children into his arms and patted comfortingly: "It's okay, Dad is here, Dad will protect us, Xiaoshu will not cry, Xiaoyue will not cry!"

  Under everyone's eyes, Gu Jun couldn't check Ye Xingbei's injuries.

  But seeing that she is still in good spirits, she doesn't seem to have any serious problems with her body.

  He helped Ye Xingbei and the two children stand up, handed them to Gu Chi, and coldly looked at the hotel manager who was standing opposite him: "Second Chu is very good, and my wife and children dare to move!"

  The cold sweat on the manager’s forehead, his legs trembled, and he said with a smile: "Fifth master, the second youngest didn’t know that you were coming here. It was all a misunderstanding and a misunderstanding..."

  He had something to explain, and a team of police rushed up.

  The manager's face was even more ugly, and he hurriedly greeted him and said to the leading policeman: "Team Li, they are all his own. If I drank too much and caused a little misunderstanding, I won't have to work hard brothers!"

  (End of this chapter)