You Are My Rare Passion

"How can this be called ambition?" Gu Junzhu looked at her and smiled, "This is called good expectation."

"Dare to give birth to you!" Ye Xingbei glared at him angrily: "I heard that giving birth is very painful!"

Gu Junzhu raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Then why don't we have one?"

"No!" Ye Xingbei immediately retorted: "At least two children, one son and one daughter."

"Look," Gu Junzhu spread his hands helplessly: "You girls are so hypocritical! I know you like children, so I said brothers, you think I don't love you, I changed my mind, and I am willing to have only one child, and you said you at least To have two, oh..."

Gu Wuye sighed for a long time: "I'm tired and I don't love you!"

"Go away!" Ye Xingbei pushed him with a smile: "I want to have a son and a daughter, not two sons, so it's not 'brothers'!"

"Having a son and a daughter, it doesn't count if we say it ourselves," Gu Junzhu said: "Although I think I am very powerful, I am not so powerful that I can influence you to have a boy or a girl."

"And..." Ye Xingbei despised him: "Nonsense!"

"What nonsense?" Gu Junzhu retorted: "It's obviously the truth!"

Ye Xingbei: "...What's the matter with the truth? Can the truth be nonsense?"

"Mom and Dad, why are you arguing again?" The little tree seedling ran out of the bathroom, rushed to the two of them, and looked at them with a small face: "Mom and Dad, you are so childish! You are more childish than children in preschool ! When you quarreled, the two together were no more than five years old! Together they were younger than a little tree!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

"Son, don't you understand this?" Gu Junzhu picked up the fragrant sapling, kissed him on the cheek, and walked out with him in his arms: "Son, this is not a quarrel, it is a quarrel." Fun!"

"Oh..." Xiao Shumiao'er suddenly realized: "I understand! It means that beating is love and scolding is love!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Gu Junzhu did not hesitate to praise: "Smart!"

Ye Xingbei twisted him angrily.

Gu Jun didn't change his face, "Xiaoshu is right, that is, beating is love, scolding is love, but if the latter sentence is really not enough, you don't need to add kicks, we are good men, don't beat women, especially women who don't beat themselves If it's someone else's woman, if you meet someone who really deserves to smoke, you still have to smoke what should be smoked. Now that men and women are equal, you don't have to be too polite to bad women with poor character, or they will kick their noses in the face."

Ye Xingbei: "...Gu, Jun, Zhu!"

"Here!" Gu Junzhu tilted his head to look at her: "Don't get excited, just think about it carefully, and you will definitely find that every word I say is a good word!"

Ye Xingbei: "...Gu Wuye, if one day you stop being so narcissistic, you will be perfect, really!"

"You've said this many times, and my ears are callused!" Gu Junzhu went downstairs holding the little tree seedling: "But the facts prove that even if I am narcissistic, I am perfect!"

Little Shumiao looked at Ye Xingbei and said, "Mom, Dad, that's not narcissism, it's self-confidence!"

Ye Xingbei: "...I now believe that you will grow the little tree into nothing but black!"

"Really?" Gu Junzhu kissed the young sapling's tender cheek hard: "I promise, in the future, our precious son will definitely be better than blue!"

The little tree seedling was kissed and praised again, giggled happily, and slapped the little tree.

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Her son is like the silly son of a landlord!