You Are My Rare Passion

"It's not good," Ling Yue sat up straight, and whispered, "I had nightmares a few times, crying for my mother, and I patted him, and he fell asleep again."

Ye Xingbei squatted down beside the bed, looking at the sleeping young sapling, his heart throbbing with pain.

Although she knew it was impossible, she still couldn't help but think that it would be great if Xiaoshu was her biological son!

Although her love for the little tree seedling is no less than a biological mother's love for her biological son.

But it is not the biological mother and child, whether it is for her or for the little tree seedling, there will be regrets after all.

She stared at the little sapling for a while, and the little sapling suddenly opened her eyes slowly.

He looked at Ye Xingbei in a daze for a moment, then called softly, "Mom!"

"Yeah," Ye Xingbei's eyes were inexplicably hot, he tried not to let himself cry, and showed him a bright smile, "Mom is here."

"Mom, I had a nightmare last night!" The little tree seedling pursed her mouth, and put her arms around her neck in a very aggrieved look.

Ye Xingbei's heart twitched, and his voice was a little stiff: "Did... what kind of nightmare?"

"Forgot," said the little tree seedling lying in her arms coquettishly: "What a scary dream, the little tree was so scared that she cried, and now she is still scared, so she needs her mother to hug her and hold her high!"

Ye Xingbei, who was still struggling with his heart just now, couldn't help laughing, hugged him into his arms, kissed him, and patted his little butt, "How old are you? Still acting like a baby?"

"Five years old!" The little tree seedling kissed her vigorously: "Five years old is still a baby! Five-year-old dolls only go to kindergarten, very small!"

"You!" Ye Xingbei pinched his little nose dotingly: "When people said you were young, you said you were already big, but now I say you are old, and you say you are small, you Big and small, the transformation is very random, right?"

"Well," the little tree seedling rubbed against her face, giggling, "the little tree seedling has seventy-two changes, which can be big or small."

Ye Xingbei shook his head and smiled, and patted his little butt: "Don't be poor, get up and eat, eat enough, and go visit grandpa and grandma's grave."

"Okay!" The little tree seedling kissed her again, changed her clothes obediently, and went down to wash up.

Ye Xingbei stood aside and looked at him.

He looked the same as before.

Could it be that, as Gu Junzhu said, he regarded what he heard last night as a nightmare.

She turned to look at Gu Junzhu.

Gu Junzhu smiled, walked to her side, and hugged her shoulders, "Don't worry, it's just a five-year-old child, and he's sleepy again, it's normal to forget."

"I think..." Ye Xingbei bit his lip, looked at the little sapling washing in the bathroom, and murmured, "I think he is unwilling to admit it, refuses to believe that fact."

"Don't guess," Gu Junzhu patted her head, "As long as we know, we will always treat him well, stay with him, protect him, and let him grow up safely and happily. , that's all."

Ye Xingbei heaved a sigh of relief and shook his head, "It's different..."

Gu Jun looked down at her: "What's the difference?"

Ye Xingbei shook his head: "I don't want to say it."

She has a lot to talk about.

But that topic is too sensitive.

She didn't want to say a word.

Gu Junzhu smiled, "Are you worried about inheritance rights?"

Ye Xingbei looked up at him.

Gu Junzhu tilted his mouth: "Is it right?"