You Are My Rare Passion

"Yeah." Ye Xingbei smiled sweetly at him.

Mr. Gu's expression was as usual, and he talked and laughed freely. Even though the others were worried, they didn't show it on their faces. The family finished their dinner steadily.

After eating, Yunjue took the piece of ink from Mr. Gu's confidant, and hurried to his laboratory, while the others went to the living room.

There was no worry on the old man's face, and he talked to Gu Junzhu about the child in Ye Xingbei's belly with a smile, "Xiaozhu, you can't neglect it just because Beibei is pregnant with the third child this time. You must take good care of Beibei, and you must not wrong the child in Beibei's stomach, you know? Every child in our family is precious. If you have three sons before, you will not treat the child in Beibei's stomach. Seriously, Dad is not happy."

"Dad, I know," Gu Junzhu stretched out his hand to touch Ye Xingbei's lower abdomen, "Everyone is my flesh and blood, and it hurts me, how can I not hurt?"

"It must hurt!" Mr. Gu said with a smile, "That's Dad's grandson, if you dare to neglect, Dad will definitely punish you!"

Gu Junzhu: "..."

have to.

According to what his father said, his father still looks forward to his grandson.

He thought that since there were three grandchildren in the family, his father would definitely want a soft and soft little girl just like him.

It seems that this feudal traditional thinking is harmful to people, even a noble man like his father cannot be spared, and he just likes his grandson wholeheartedly.

this is not good!

However, he complained in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

He believed that when Ye Xingbei came out with his soft and fragrant little girl, his father would like it.

Um.

It's fine not to like it.

If his father didn't like it, he wouldn't have robbed him.

The fragrant and fluffy little girl is his own, just thinking about it makes me happy!

Although Mo's matter made everyone a little worried, it was just an illusory suspicion after all. In fact, everyone didn't think there was anything wrong with that piece of Mo. They all regarded Mo's problem as a problem with the mentality that they would rather kill by mistake than let it go.

But in fact, deep down in their hearts, they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with that piece of ink.

They were more likely to have a problem with Ye Xingbei's sense of smell because of her pregnancy.

For example, when Ye Xingbei was pregnant last time, she couldn't smell the vegetables fried in soybean oil. She felt nauseous when she smelled the vegetables fried in soybean oil, but she was fine when she smelled the vegetables fried in peanut oil.

After the baby is born, you won't be able to smell the difference between the vegetables fried in soybean oil and the vegetables fried in peanut oil.

It's amazing.

Maybe this time, and last time, there is a reason.

Because of this kind of mentality, the atmosphere in the living room is quite happy, especially Ye Xingbei's pregnancy, which is considered a great joy, thinking that a new life will be ushered in the family in a few months, and it is very likely that it will be Xiangxiang. The soft little princess, everyone is beaming.

The family sat and chatted together, and the time passed quickly.

Soon, tens of minutes passed, and Yunjue came back with a very solemn expression.

After he entered the living room, he opened his mouth and sent all the servants out.

Seeing the servants closing the door outside and walking away, only their family was left in the living room, he said seriously: "Grandpa, little uncle, little aunt, cousin, there is indeed something wrong with this piece of ink!"

He showed the piece of ink in his hand to everyone.

Gu Jun stood up suddenly, his eyes locked on him, sharp and cold: "What's the problem?"