You Are My Rare Passion

Ye Xingbei was dumbfounded.

It's just to let the children eat a buffet. Do you want to mobilize the crowd like this?

Gu Junzhu touched the little guy's face, his voice was cold, but the movements of his hands were very gentle: "I have a friend who is addicted to sweets and loves everything sweet, but he has diabetes. His doctor friend told him to quit sweets. He refused to listen, his doctor scolded him for courting death, he said, if I don’t eat sweets, I’m not happy every day, since I’m not happy, what’s the use of my long life?”

Ye Xingbei opened his mouth to retort, but he waved his hand to stop him, "I don't think his point of view is correct, but it's clear that Xiaoshu hasn't reached the level of my friend's seriousness, Xiaoshu is still young, and his life is so long, People depend on food, and he will be happy because he eats delicious food. Do you want to let him eat simple food all the time? How much fun will he lose in his life."

Ye Xingbei was speechless.

She looked at Xiaoshu with complicated eyes.

Gu Junzhu said it easily, just because this is not his child.

When he has his own child in the future, he will know that when a person has a child, he will hold him in the apex of his heart with trepidation, and he will not dare to let him take any risk.

Too afraid of accidents.

Because that was someone more important than her life, she couldn't bear any accidents with him.

Too much to risk his health.

Seeing that the atmosphere between Ye Xingbei and Gu Junzhu was already icy, the little guy grabbed Gu Junzhu's palm with his little hand and shook it cautiously, "Dad, don't be angry with mom, mom is doing it for Xiaoshu's good..."

The little guy's other hand grabbed Ye Xingbei's hand and shook it lightly, "Mom, don't be angry with Dad, Dad loves Xiaoshu and wants Xiaoshu to eat delicious food... ..."

Ye Xingbei didn't know why, but suddenly felt wronged and wanted to cry.

She held back her tears, forced a smile, pinched the little guy's face: "You said everything!"

The little guy looked at her pitifully: "Mom, Xiaoshu really wants to eat the buffet! All the children have eaten it, but Xiaoshu has not. Dad is so powerful, and with Dad protecting us, Xiaoshu will definitely not eat it." Something's up! Please mom, let Xiaoshu try it once, okay?"

The little guy's eyes were foggy, and he pleaded pitifully to Ye Xingbei.

Ye Xingbei was angry and couldn't bear it, and suddenly regretted finding such a father for Xiaoshu.

When there was no Gu Junzhu before, Xiaoshu listened to her the most.

Whatever she said, the little guy obeyed obediently and never refuted.

It was only the first day I met Gu Junzhu today, and the little guy took Gu Junzhu as his umbrella, as if with his father, he would be fearless.

Looking at Xiaoshu's adoring gaze towards Gu Jun, Ye Xingbei remembered a sentence he had read from a children's education album: In the eyes of children of a few years old, their father is the one who can defeat little monsters Ultraman is omnipotent.

Even though the role of "father" has been absent from her son's growth for five years, her son is the same as all children.

Now, in her son's mind, Gu Junzhu is the image of the indomitable and omnipotent father.

Seeing that Ye Xingbei hadn't spoken for a long time, the little guy felt uneasy, grabbed Gu Junzhu's hand with his little hand, and whispered, "Dad, let's not go to the buffet, shall we go to the hot pot? Mom likes it the most." hot pot!"