You Are My Rare Passion

Gu Jun picked up the teacup one by one, put it on his lips and took a sip. Seeing Ye Xingbei's burning eyes, he bent his lips and smiled slightly, "Have a cup?"

Ye Xingbei nodded.

Gu Junzhu poured her a cup and handed it to her, "Be careful it's hot."

Ye Xingbei took it carefully, took a sip, and a faint fragrance filled his mouth. It tasted completely different from the bitterness of coffee and the sweetness of fruit juice. mouth.

Gu Junzhu took another sip, put down the teacup, looked at Ye Xingbei and asked with a smile, "Do you know what the biggest advantage of tea is for foodies like you?"

Ye Xingbei asked with interest: "What?"

"You can drink a lot," Gu Junzhu smiled. "Whether you are a coffee lover or a juice lover, you can't drink coffee and juice instead of water, or you will die, but tea is fine. If you like it, you can drink it." Do not drink water every day, only drink tea."

Ye Xingbei: "...it seems very reasonable."

"That's it," Gu Wuye smiled leisurely, "When did what I said make no sense?"

Ye Xingbei twitched the corner of his mouth and snorted, "Zi Lian!"

Gu Jun patted her forehead one by one: "Ye Xiaobei, you haven't learned Chinese well, this is clearly called self-confidence!"

Ye Xingbei glanced at him, and for the sake of the delicious tea, he followed him once: "Okay, okay, our fifth master is right, this is called self-confidence, let Xiaoshu learn from you in the future, and be a man It’s good to be a little more confident.”

Gu Wuye looked at the direction where the little sapling and Ling Yue were playing, and the corners of his lips curled up: "That is."

Ye Xingbei: "..."

narcissism!

The couple spent more than half a day playing outside, had a picnic at Yanming Valley at noon, and for dinner Ye Xingbei took a few of them to a well-known hotel near Yanming Valley.

Several people sat in the reserved room, and the hotel served food quickly.

Halfway through the meal, soup was served.

The waiter served everyone a bowl of wine and sent them out.

This was what Ye Xingbei and the others requested.

They are not used to having outsiders in the house while eating.

Gu Jun scooped up a spoonful of soup and handed it to his mouth. When the soup touched his lips, he tasted something and felt something was wrong. Putting down the soup, he glanced at the faces of Ye Xingbei, Xiao Shumiao, and Xiaoyue: "You haven't heard of it yet?" Would you like some soup?"

"No," said the little sapling crisply, "Dad, don't drink it either! Now that we have the soup, we won't be able to eat any more delicious food. We have to eat our fill first, then drink the soup last, and fill in the gaps!"

Ye Xingbei saw that Gu Junzhu's gaze was particularly sharp, and before he had time to complain about her precious son, he asked him, "What's wrong?"

"There are ingredients in the soup, don't drink it." Gu Junzhu took out his phone and let Gu Chi in.

The little sapling blinked his eyes: "Did you get the ingredients?"

Ling Yue frowned, and took the soup away from the little sapling, "It's just something bad like poison."

"Wow, poison!" The little sapling was startled, its eyes widened: "Is someone trying to kill us?"

"It's okay." Ling Yue grabbed the little sapling's hand, "Master is very powerful, no one can harm us."

He looked at Gu Junzhu with eyes full of admiration and admiration.

Master is really, really powerful.

As soon as you touch your lips, you know that something has been dropped into the soup.

He must learn from his master well and become as powerful as his master when he grows up.

"Did you drink?" Ye Xingbei grabbed Gu Junzhu's arm, his heart was pounding: "What did you drink? Is it important?"