You Are My Rare Passion

"I know, I know!" After seeing the large sea of ​​flowers, the little sapling, who was already excited, jumped up and down and raised his little hands to answer: "The flower language of iris is friendship, enthusiasm and brave love!"

Ye Xingbei squatted down, smiled and squeezed his little face: "Why are you so good? You know so much!"

"It's written in the book!" Little Shumiao'er took Ling Yue's hand: "Brother Xiaoyue and I are reciting the Encyclopedia recently. Brother Xiaoyue and I are competing to memorize more and faster!"

Ye Xingbei raised his eyebrows with a smile: "And then?"

The little tree seedling flattened his mouth: "Then I lose every day, but brother Xiaoyue said that he is one-third older than me, so he should memorize one-third more than me, so we are actually It's a tie!"

Ye Xingbei smiled and rubbed Ling Yue's head, thinking that this is just an eight-year-old child, he really knows how to coax children!

But it's also true, as far as Ling Yue's photographic memory is concerned, her little tree seedling is only one-third less than Ling Yue, which is already very good.

Having said that, today's children are really amazing.

Five or eight years old, shouldn't they read stories like Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs?

Actually carried the encyclopedia on my back.

Amazing!

Today is the first day in Zhoucheng. Weary from the journey, everyone went back without staying by the flower fields. After dinner, each of them washed and rested.

Lying on the bed, Ye Xingbei snuggled into Gu Junzhu's arms, put his arms around his neck, and looked up at him: "How do you plan to avenge Lu Ning?"

Gu Junzhu put his palms against her back, rubbed her hands slowly, and said lazily: "With the size of Anjia, it's not enough to put a gap between my teeth, so what's the plan?"

"There must be a charter, right?" Ye Xingbei said, "I like cool ones, especially those that slap your face! The more slapped your face, the better! I like seeing ungrateful bastards with despairing and regretful expressions the most. It's so cool. !"

"It's easy to say," Gu Junzhu pinched her cheek, kissed her on the lips, and said vaguely: "Baby, please coax your master, your father taught you to slap your face gradually!"

Ye Xingbei pinched him, "My grandfather passed away a long time ago, I don't have a grandfather anymore!"

Master Wu chuckled, "Okay, I don't care as much as you do! Come on, come on, listen to your grandfather tell you about gradual face slaps... It can also be called periodic face slaps, one wave after another , will definitely meet your cool face-slapping requirements!"

Ye Xingbei didn't want to talk to him, but he really wanted to hear it, so he looked at him expressionlessly.

Gu Junzhu smiled lowly, lowered his head and kissed her, and rubbed his palm on her back: "Good boy, don't be angry, it really can't, how about I let you hit me a few times?"

Ye Xingbei: "...you are really getting more and more shameless, do you know that?"

Gu Jun kissed her one by one, "Baby, if it's shameless to like your wife, then I am indeed becoming more and more shameless. Who made you so beautiful?... Wife, you should be lucky, your husband is a real man, I can dig deep into your beauty and make you so happy!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

At this time before, she would habitually say "Go to hell".

But for some reason, she doesn't like to say those three words now.

Even if it's just a catchphrase.

Just like "I'm crying to death, angry to death, and laughing to death", just talking about it won't really kill me.

But she still didn't want to say it.

So she could only give Gu Junzhu a kick, and there is no sound here.

Gu Junzhu grabbed her ankle and even kissed her ankle, "Baby, your body is so flexible!"