You Are My Rare Passion

Thinking about Joey's pride and overly strong self-esteem, and thinking about the shameless and skinless Qiao Zui, Ye Xingbei thought silently, as expected, shameless people live more calmly in this world.

It's a pity that shamelessness is also a skill, and ordinary people can't easily reach that height.

Back in the living room, Gu Junzhu didn't ask anything, she talked to Gu Junzhu about Joey's current mental state as if chatting.

Of course, she didn't mention anything about the fact that she invited Joey to meet Gu Junzhu, but was rejected by Joey.

In the evening, Qiao Zui, Fang Yao and Mi Sheng came back very late.

Several people were in low spirits and looked exhausted.

Ye Xingbei asked the kitchen to make soup for them. After watching them drink the soup and eat some fruit, they chatted casually and went to rest.

Tomorrow is the death day of Qiao Zui's parents.

Everyone's heart is a little heavy.

Back in the bedroom, Gu Junzhu had few words.

Ye Xingbei didn't hear him for a long time, thought he was asleep, turned to look at him, and found that he was staring at the photo of him and his sister's family in a daze.

Ye Xingbei held his hand, turned sideways, snuggled into his arms, and said softly: "It's getting late, I have to get up early tomorrow, go to sleep."

Gu Junzhu touched her head and raised his hand to turn off the light.

The next day, everyone got up very early.

The breakfast was rich and everyone was silent.

Even the little tree seedling felt everyone's heavy heart, so he ate without saying a word, occasionally raised his big black eyes, and looked at everyone cautiously.

His focus, of course, is his parents.

He seemed to find that Gu Junzhu was in a bad mood, and he was extraordinarily well-behaved. After eating his fill, he stayed by Gu Junzhu's side, holding Gu Junzhu's hand with his small hand, and never left him.

Gu Junzhu felt that he was caring, so he couldn't help but reach out and touch his little head, with the corners of his lips curled up, looked at Ye Xingbei and said, "Who says a son is not as caring as a daughter? I think our baby is more caring than a daughter." intimate."

Ye Xingbei shook his head and smiled.

She was used to Gu Wuye boasting about himself every now and then, so she didn't make any comments.

The little tree seedling looked up at him: "Father, although I am more caring than my younger sister, you should have a younger sister with your mother! The younger sister can wear floral skirts, but the little tree cannot."

Gu Junzhu couldn't help laughing, leaned over and hugged him into his arms, "Why can my younger sister wear a floral skirt, but I have to give birth to a younger sister?"

"I heard from an aunt," said the little tree seedling with her arms around his neck: "I went shopping with my mother, and I heard one aunt tell another aunt on the road, so I gave birth to two brats. No one wears the beautiful little flower skirts in the shopping mall, so I feel very itchy in my heart, and I really want to have a daughter, and I will braid her hair, wear flower skirts, and dress up beautifully."

"So that's how it is," Gu Junzhu squeezed his cheeks, "Mom and Dad don't have a younger sister, so Dad can buy your mother a floral dress. If it’s all gone, I won’t have money to buy a floral skirt for my mother.”

"Ah?" The little sapling looked at Gu Junzhu with wide eyes, very shocked: "Dad, aren't you very rich? Is my sister's flower skirt very expensive?"

Gu Chi came in to report that the car was ready.

Gu Wuye responded, and walked out with the little tree seedling in his arms, while seriously deceiving the children, "Girls like to be beautiful, and they have to buy a lot of clothes. If they buy too much, Dad will have no money. If you give birth to a younger sister, give birth to me." My younger sister bought beautiful clothes, but I had no money to buy them for my mother."