You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 293: The little tree wants to pee

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Although this guy hates his words, his face is too seductive.

Shang Mo is like a jade, and his son is unparalleled in the world.

That absolutely beautiful face, lined with glittering eyes, really captures the heart and soul.

Ye Xingbei's heart throbbed, he spat at him, tidied up his clothes, and left the tent with a blushing face.

The little guy heard the footsteps, turned his head and saw her, he immediately flew into her arms, put his arms around her body, looked up at her, and suddenly frowned, a little worried: "Mom, are you sick? Your face is so red!"

Ye Xingbei: "...No, it was too hot to sleep."

"Oh..." The little guy was relieved and looked behind her: "Where's Dad? Are you awake?"

Gu Junzhu came out of the tent, "I woke up."

"Dad!" The little guy looked at Gu Junzhu, his eyes lit up, grabbed Ye Xingbei's hand, and dragged her to Gu Junzhu's side, one small hand grabbed Gu Junzhu, the other grabbed Going to Ye Xingbei, dragged them in the direction of the mountain forest, "Mom, didn't you say you want to pick mountain fruits? Hurry up, hurry up, the little tree wants to eat fruit!"

After taking a nap every day, the little guy has to drink water and eat fruit.

Ye Xingbei naturally followed him and walked in the direction of the forest.

There are several kinds of fruit trees in the forest, either tall or short.

The bodyguards showed their skills and climbed high trees to pick fruit.

Gu Junzhu easily climbed a tall tree under the expectant gaze of the young saplings, picked a few fruits, grabbed the branches with his palms, and swayed gently, just like in a martial arts drama in ancient costumes Like a hero, he landed on the ground fluttering like a fairy, with a graceful posture and light weight.

The little guy cheered and jumped, his palms turned red, he looked at Gu Junzhu with admiration, his excited little face flushed.

His dad is amazing!

Anything, it's amazing.

The best in the world!

The little guy ate all the fruits that Gu Junzhu had picked.

In fact, wild fruits are not delicious, sour and astringent, and the taste is too different from the fruits sold outside.

Otherwise, someone would have raised these wild fruits to sell.

But even if the child eats fresh, sour face wrinkled into a ball, he still eats the fruit that Gu Jun has picked for him, and eats it cleanly, Ye Xingbei refuses to listen no matter how he persuades him.

In the afternoon, I picked fruit, picked mushrooms, took pictures, and had a water fight. In the afternoon, I happily slipped away.

As the sun sets, it's time for them to return.

The little guy took his parents' hands and got into the car, looked up at Gu Junzhu reluctantly and said, "Dad, we will come again next time."

Gu Junzhu looked down at him and smiled, "Okay, come back next time."

The little guy was so tired that he didn't sleep at noon, so he fell asleep in Gu Junzhu's arms when he got in the car.

Gu Chi handed Gu Junzhu a small blanket, Gu Junzhu helped the little guy cover it, and patted his little **** lightly.

The little guy rolled over, muttered "Dad", and burrowed into his arms again, sleeping more deeply.

Gu Junzhu smiled silently, and stretched out his arms to embrace his small body.

Ye Xingbei looked at one big and one small, reached out to help his son tuck the blanket beside his feet, and his eyes were full of tender warmth.

The little guy slept all the way and woke up after entering the center of Beijing.

Opening his eyes, the little guy muttered: "Dad, Xiaoshu wants to shush."

Gu Junzhu asked Gu Chi: "How many minutes can I get to Bangzi's hotel?"