You Are My Rare Passion

   Chapter 661 Oh, my big baby

  Two or three minutes later, the light turned on again.

  Gu Jun said nothing, Ye Xingbei also resisted not saying anything.

  The young sapling held Gu Junzhu’s neck, and he was also well-behaved, without making a sound.

  A few minutes later, the light went out again.

   Ye Xingbei felt like beating a drum in his heart, going up and down.

  What are you tossing about?

  Waiting for the light to turn on again, Gu Jun finally said: "It's okay."

  He held the young sapling, opened the compartment door, and walked outside.

  In the room outside, wearing Gu Junzhu’s clothes, Gu Chi, who was lying on the table, stood up and saluted the two of them: "Young Master, Young Lady."

  Ye Xingbei looked at Gu Junzhu, then Gu Chi, with a question mark on his face: "What are you doing?"

  "The plan will be calculated!" Gu Jun smiled and walked out holding the young sapling: "Go, take you to a good show."

   "Okay, okay!" The little tree seedling's excited eyes beamed, and he patted the small slap straight.

   Ye Xingbei followed the two of them confusedly, got in the car and left.

  The car galloped all the way.

   Ye Xingbei looked familiar with the road in front of him: "We have been here...this is the road leading to Ye Weikang’s suburban villa, right?"

   "Well," Gu Jun said: "The occupancy rate here is extremely low, there are few people, and it is best for doing bad things."

   Ye Xingbei asked: "What happened when the power went out?"

   Gu Jun deliberately showed an incomprehensible smile, "Guess."

   Ye Xingbei twisted him, Jiao: "I have to ask you if I guess?"

  Gu Jun squeezed her face, "Baby, now you are willing to admit that there is a huge gap in IQ between the two of us, right?"

   Ye Xingbei snorted and raised his chin proudly, "I am a normal person, so naturally I can't compare with your briquettes!"

  The little tree sapling was puzzled, blinked his eyes and said, "Mom, what is the briquettes heart?"

   Ye Xingbei 囧: "This..."

  Should you not speak ill of his father in front of your son?

  It is easy to destroy the father’s image of integrity and majesty in the mind of his son.

   Seeing Ye Xingbei's delay in speaking, the young tree seedling asked Ling Yue for help: "Brother Xiaoyue?"

  Ling Yue pursed his lips, took out the phone, and searched for a picture of briquettes: "Little tree, look, briquettes look like this, it’s pitch black, and there are so many eyes."

  The young tree sapling stared at the picture on the phone for a while, then suddenly realized, slapped a small slap: "I know! Mom said that Dad has as many eyes as honeycomb, and it's so dark!"

   "..." Ye Xingbei covered his face.

  Gu Jun coughed, and was about to say something to restore his image in his son’s mind. A car caught up with them from behind and dropped the window.

   Ye Xingbei gave a cry and pressed the car window, "Brother Xingchen?"

   "Hi, Beibei," Yu Xingchen greeted Ye Xingbei with a smile, "Let's meet again."

   "Uncle Xingchen!" The little tree seedling poked his head out, and greeted Yu Xingchen excitedly.

  Yu Xingchen smiled more brilliantly: "Little sapling, long time no see, little baby!"

  "Long time no see, Uncle Xingchen!" In the middle of the night, I suddenly met an acquaintance on the road. The little tree seedling was so excited that he enthusiastically gave Yu Xingchen a kiss.

  Yu Xingchen was overwhelmed with joy: "Oh, my big baby, what does your mother give you every day? How come you are countless times more cute than before!"

  (End of this chapter)