You Are My Rare Passion

Ye Xingbei screamed, thinking of his son, he quickly fell silent, and twisted Gu Junxi hard, "Don't make trouble!"

"Who messed with you?" Gu Junzhu unscrewed the ointment: "Give you the medicine!"

Seeing a bruise stretching across Ye Xingbei's snow-white back, Gu Junzhu's heart suddenly shrank, and his brows frowned.

Ye Xingbei's skin was very tender, and a slight touch would turn into a red mark.

Usually, when he and Ye Xingbei were together, they would take care of them carefully, lest they hurt Ye Xingbei.

But he has always been careful to protect the most precious person, but now he is injured by an outsider.

He pressed his tongue against his teeth, and felt a strong discomfort in his heart. He regretted that for Chu Dingbang's sake, he let the security guard go too easily.

The security guard only received a slap and kick from Chu Dingbang, it was too cheap for him!

"Hey!" Ye Xingbei lay on his lap, not seeing anything for a long time, annoyed, he pinched his leg again: "Gu Junzhu, are you kidding me?"

Gu Junzhu came back to his senses and smiled lowly, "How do you know that I want to tease you?"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

This thing is so unsympathetic!

She struggled to get up, and Gu Junzhu laughed, "Student Ye Xiaobei...you compete with me, don't you think you are too overconfident? Huh?"

Ye Xingbei: "...Well, you big-headed ghost, get the hell out of here!"

Ye Xingbei supported the bed with both hands, trying to get up.

Gu Junzhu smiled lowly, pressed her back on his lap, took out some ointment with his fingertips, and applied it on her bruised and purple scars.

Ye Xingbei shivered in pain, his strength of struggling suddenly weakened, and he lay down on the ground again.

Gu Junzhu's medicated fingertips stroked Ye Xingbei's bruises like feathers, massaged gently in circular motions, and said slowly, "I thought you didn't hurt."

"Get out!" Ye Xingbei spat at him, "Why don't I hit you and see if it hurts."

Gu Junzhu chuckled, his voice was magnetic and pleasant, "Student Ye Xiaobei, may I ask if the style of play you mentioned refers to Xiang Bingzi's style?"

Ye Xingbei: "...Gu Junzhu, will you die if you speak well?"

"I won't die," Gu Junzhu smiled, "It will be boring! Twenty-four hours a day, except for the eight hours of sleeping time, there are more than twelve hours of seriousness. If you go to your own bedroom and still behave, how boring is it? "

In other words, keep the angel side outside, and keep the devil side for your own people?

Ye Xingbei clicked his tongue: "Gu Junzhu, it's so sad who will be your wife in the future!"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Gu Jun couldn't help laughing, "Isn't it you, Ye Xiaobei, who is so sad?"

Ye Xingbei: "...I don't count! The two of us will definitely get divorced in the future!"

When Xiaoshu grew up, her heart was no longer fragile, and she didn't need her father anymore. She went to the Civil Affairs Bureau non-stop to exchange her marriage certificate for a divorce certificate!

Gu Junzhu pinched her flamboyant cheek, "I bet you a tea egg, we will definitely not divorce in the future!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Tea eggs?

hehe.

Gu Wuye is so down-to-earth!

Ye Xingbei rolled his eyes and pushed him, "Are you alright? I'm cold."

"It's easy when it's cold," Gu Junzhu put away the medicine, wiped his hands with a wet towel, held her hands with both hands, and crossed his fingers: "I'll warm you up if it's cold, and you'll be warm!"

Ye Xingbei: "...Gu Jun, you bastard! I still have injuries on my back! Stay away from me!"