You Are My Rare Passion

The little tree seedling tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head, "I don't remember clearly... I just remember that I ate a lot of Jiuniang Yuanzi. The Jiuniang Yuanzi was delicious, and I wanted to bring it back for my parents to eat, but Brother Xiaoyue said , my mother can’t eat stuffed wine while she’s pregnant, so I ate them all...After a while after eating, my head became dizzy and my body was very hot...I don’t remember it afterwards..."

"You're drunk." Ye Xingbei nodded his small forehead: "Have you ever seen a drunk?"

"I've seen it," Little Tree Miao'er nodded, "It's just that the face is flushed from drinking, the body is shaking, and talking nonsense, and some are drunk, smashing things, and fighting."

"That's a drunk," Ye Xingbei said, "You were a drunk kid last night! Although you didn't smash anything or fight, you lay on the ground and refused to get up. You didn't let anyone touch you except your parents. I want to carry you upstairs to sleep, but you insist on relying on your father to sit on the sofa, so stubborn, you won’t listen no matter what I tell you.”

"Really?" Little Sapling blushed, "I don't even remember."

Ye Xingbei sighed, and hugged his small body, "Yesterday, Mom and Dad were frightened by you, so don't eat indiscriminately outside in the future, this time it's because I got drunk, if someone has bad intentions, What about poisoning your food?"

After watching too many TV dramas and pregnant women like to think about things, Ye Xingbei couldn't help but make conspiracy theories.

"Oh, yes," the little tree seedling nodded obediently, "I know mom!"

He kissed Ye Xingbei's cheek: "Mom, I'm sorry for making you worry."

He kissed Gu Junzhu again, "Thank you, Dad."

"Why is my son so obedient?" Gu Junzhu hugged him into his arms, unable to like him enough.

Ye Xingbei watched the father and son laughing and laughing on the bed, and finally let go of the heart that had been hanging around.

Her son is fine.

very nice!

Seeing her laziness, Gu Junzhu knew that she usually wakes up late, so she must be sleepy so early today, rubbed her head and said, "I'll take the little tree downstairs, and you can sleep for a while."

Ye Xingbei looked at the time, it was only after five o'clock, and nodded: "Yes, good."

Gu Junzhu kissed her, took care of the little tree seedling to wash and change clothes, and left the room.

He took the little sapling's hand downstairs and asked, "Son, what do you want for breakfast?"

The little tree seedling thought for a while, "I don't want to eat anything."

Gu Junzhu couldn't help laughing, and rubbed the top of his hair, "It's fresh, is there a time when our little tree baby doesn't want to eat anything?"

The little tree seedling touched the bottom of his heart, "Father, it's uncomfortable here."

Gu Junzhu felt distressed, leaned over, hugged him into his arms and kissed him, "Good boy, let's find your Aunt Ya'er and Uncle Qingrun to have a look, just take a look."

"My dad is fine," the little tree seedling comforted him, showing a small distance with two little fingers: "It's just a little uncomfortable, and it will be fine later."

"Good boy." Gu Junzhu kissed him again, carried him downstairs, and called Yue Ya'er and Gu Qingrun.

Yue Ya'er and Gu Qingrun quickly rushed over and checked the little tree seedling.

After the inspection, both of them said that the little sapling was fine.

The reason why I feel uncomfortable is the aftereffect of hangover, and it will be fine after a day or two of delay.

Hearing the words "hangover sequelae", Gu Junzhu couldn't help sweating.

His son was only six years old after the new year, and he was already drunk.