You Are My Rare Passion

   Chapter 829

  Gu Jun felt sore heart by heart, and kept kissing and coaxing him.

  He is actually a spoiled arrogant young master. He has a particularly bad temper. When he was training in the army, he had no patience with his soldiers. If he didn't agree with him, he kicked his foot.

  But for this little guy in his arms, he only felt that he was distressed when he was crying, and he was not upset at all.

  Ye Xingbei can't see her son crying the most. When his son cries, she wants to cry too.

  Gu Jun hugged the young sapling and refused to let go, so she had to pat the young sapling on the back and couldn't help coaxing him.

  Ling Yue was sad and anxious when he saw the little sapling crying. The child who couldn't say a few words a day was forced to talk, and kept comforting the little sapling.

  After waiting for the little tree seedling’s cry to become quieter, Gu Jun hugged him and left the western restaurant to get on the bus.

  In the car, the young tree seedling was tired from crying, and fell asleep with his arms around his neck.

   Ye Xingbei asked Gu Junzhu: "Are you tired? I'll hold it for a while."

  He is in better health. In fact, he is still very weak, and his face is still sickly pale. Ye Xingbei is worried that he will fall ill again.

  Gu Jun gently patted the small spine of the young sapling, shook his head, and whispered: "It's okay, not tired."

  The car drove into the Qiao’s villa, and Gu Jun directly carried the young sapling into his and Ye Xingbei’s bedroom.

  Since Ling Yue came home, Xiao Shumiao'er has been sleeping with Ling Yue, but he cried like this today, and Gu Junzhu was really worried about letting the two children sleep together again.

  Saplings sleep until the afternoon and wake up.

  After eating something, Gu Jun and Ye Xingbei took him and Ling Yue for a walk to the back mountain, so as not to sleep too much during the day and unable to sleep at night.

  The little guy no longer talks about Feng Yi's affairs, but he is not as lively as he used to be, and looks sick, like a small tree that has struck a 蔫er.

  Ye Xingbei did not dare to mention Fengyi again, fearing that he would be sad again, and only tried to say something interesting to make him happy.

  At night, the little guy ate something, took a shower, and fell asleep early.

  Children forget things very quickly, like a goldfish, with seven seconds of memory. Usually, if there is something unhappy, they will forget it after crying.

  Little Saplings used to be like this, maybe they were crying in sorrow one second, and burst into laughter the next second.

   Ye Xingbei has raised him for more than five years, and it is the first time to see him unhappy for so long.

  Seeing that he has been lingering, Ye Xingbei was very disturbed, always feeling that something would happen.

  Sure enough, in the middle of the night, when she woke up in a daze, when she habitually touched the young saplings, her palm felt hot.

  She gave a shock of shock, then became sober, sat up abruptly, and turned on the wall lamp.

  Gu Jun also woke up, sat up, the first reaction was to see the young tree seedling, "What's the matter?"

   "I have a fever." Ye Xingbei turned out the thermometer and tested the temperature of the little guy.

  Forty degrees.

  A little bit higher than the maximum temperature of Gu Jun's fever.

  Gu Jun immediately pressed the inside line and asked the family doctor of Qiao's family to come over.

  Ye Xingbei's hand holding the thermometer was a bit trembling, and he reproached himself: "I think he is not right. I just watched him. I only found out that it was so high..."

   "It's okay," Gu Jun comforted her: "It's normal for a child to burn to forty degrees. Can you watch him all night without sleeping?"

  That's what it said, but looking at the little guy's red face, his heart hurts as if he was pinched, and he blamed himself.

  (End of this chapter)