You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 1022: Sweet honey

She is talented, she can make money, she is not short of money.

She lacks love.

From childhood to adulthood, she has encountered too many ups and downs and suffered too much unfair treatment.

But at this moment, when I think back to the time when she was mistreated, bullied, and beaten, my emotions are no longer ups and downs, and it seems that those are distant lives.

The obscure memory of the past, like the film of a black and white movie, tells the story of others, and can no longer evoke a trace of her pain.

All of this is because of the man who is holding her in his arms at the moment.

After meeting this man, she has a home of her own.

The past is the past.

The person holding her now is the one she should cherish for the rest of her life.

She was emotionally unstable and could not calm down for a long time.

Unexpectedly, her blood was burning, and she felt hot all over.

She respected her inner desires and kissed Gu Junzhu's lips heavily.

Soon, in the grass of stars, there was another fierce and frenzied battle than before.

Wait to die again, Ye Xingbei tidied up his clothes, then put his arms around Gu Junzhu and fell into a drowsy sleep.

She was so tired that she had no energy at all, and she didn't care where it was or what time it was.

She just wants to sleep.

Anyway, as long as the man by her side is here, no matter where she is, she is safe.

She can sleep with care and boldness.

Looking at Ye Xingbei, who had finished his clothes and fell asleep in a second, Gu Junzhu smiled softly and indulgently.

Rubbing her head, he got up, took her into his arms, and returned to the car.

When they returned to the villa, Xiaoshuiaoer and Lingyue were already asleep.

The old man and Qiao Zui have also rested.

He took a bath with Ye Xingbei in his arms and changed into his pajamas. Ye Xingbei, who was half asleep, touched his head on the pillow and immediately fell asleep again.

Gu Junzhu lay down beside her, took him into his arms, and soon fell asleep sweetly.

The next morning, when Gu Junzhu woke up, there was no one around.

It's really weird.

Ye Xingbei is strictly self-disciplined and has no bad habits.

He and Ye Xingbei have been together for a while. Every day, he gets up early to exercise, and Ye Xingbei is still in bed after he exercises.

He checks the time.

It's just after six o'clock, and the people are gone.

Is it uncomfortable and went to the bathroom?

He gets up and goes to the bathroom to find someone.

I turned around and couldn't find it.

He took out his mobile phone and called Ye Xingbei.

The phone connects quickly.

Ye Xingbei smiled and gave an answer: "I'm in the study."

Gu Jun's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly he thought of the reason why Ye Xingbei suddenly woke up early.

He chuckled, "Okay, I see."

After washing and changing his clothes, he went to the study.

On the desk, there is a calligraphy that has been written.

The handwriting is graceful, yet still strong and powerful. It moves smoothly and smoothly, with both hardness and softness. The brushwork is like clouds and smoke. With his ancient words, it has a very good mood.

After seeing him come in, his eyes first fell on the calligraphy, Ye Xingbei was a little shy: "The writing is not very good, I will hang it in our bedroom in the future, let's take a peek at it, okay?"

"No, it's well written," Gu Junzhu's eyes read each word one by one, "Absolutely master-level, when my dad sees it, he will definitely like you more."

"What a master level." Old Man Gu's voice sounded behind the two of them.

Gu Junzhu didn't close the door when he came in.

When the old man passed by the door of the study, he happened to hear Gu Junzhu's words.

"Dad," Gu Junzhu looked back at him, "Beibei wrote a letter."

"Is that so? Let me see!" Mr. Gu walked into the study with great interest.

The old man's eyes fell on the words, and he quickly praised him, "It's really well written, thick and slender, clever and dense, simple and elegant, square, round and soft, with everyone's style!" /

"Dad, you won the prize," Ye Xingbei blushed. "It's just been practiced for a few years, and it's not as good as Dad said."

Old Master Gu smiled and didn't say anything, but read the words she wrote: "Ye Lu falls on the green steps, the stars and river debris, the lonely moon and frosty night at the north window, the consultant is the clear night, Jun Wuyan, chasing clouds leisurely Ting Luohuaqing, you gave that lamp, the inscription is half-queen, I secretly put my mind to writing, sighing lovesickness is difficult to write, can't write, just write, but the wind and frost dew the moon..."

The old man read it twice, and soon discovered the mystery. He smiled and said, "This is a hidden word! Ye Xingbei, Gu Junzhu, not bad, is this also written by Beibei?"

"It's not," Ye Xingbei glanced shyly at Gu Junzhu: "This is written by Gu Junzhu."

"Is it written by Xiao Zhu?" Mr. Gu read it again and nodded with a smile, "It's really good, it turns out that my son can write lyrics, it's amazing!"