Ye Xingbei: "..."
Although this guy's words are annoying, but his face is too attractive.
Moshang is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.
That flawless face, paired with the glamorous eyes, really wants to capture the hearts and souls of the people.
Ye Xingbei's heart throbbed, he spat at him, straightened his clothes, and left the tent blushing.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the little guy turned his head and looked over. When he saw her, he immediately ran 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's too hot to sleep in."
"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."
"Father!" The little guy looked at Gu Junzhu, his eyes lit up, he grabbed Ye Xingbei's hand, and dragged her to Gu Junzhu's side, holding Gu Junzhu with one small hand and Ye Xing with the other. North, drag them in the direction of the forest, "Mom, didn't you say you want to pick mountain fruits? Go quickly, the little tree wants to eat fruits!"
After a nap every day, the little guy has to drink water and eat fruit.
Ye Xingbei naturally followed him towards the forest.
There are several kinds of fruit trees in the mountain forest, and the fruit trees are tall or short.
The bodyguards showed their skills one after another, climbing tall trees to pick fruits.
Under the expectant eyes of the young sapling, Gu Junzhu climbed up a tall tree easily and freely, picked a few fruits, grasped the branches with his palms, and swayed gently, just like a hero in an ancient martial arts drama , falling on the ground like a fairy, with a graceful posture and light weight.
The little guy cheered and jumped, his little palms were red, and he looked at Gu Junzhu with admiration, his little face flushed with excitement.
His dad is really great!
Anything can be done, so powerful, so powerful.
The best in the world!
The little guy cheered and ate all the fruits that Gu Junzhu picked.
In fact, the wild fruit is not delicious, it is sour and astringent, and the taste is much different from the fruit sold outside.
Otherwise, someone would have raised these wild fruits to sell.
But even if the child ate freshly, his sour face wrinkled into a ball, he still picked the fruit that Gu Junzhu gave him, and ate it cleanly, Ye Xingbei refused to listen to his persuasion.
In the afternoon, I picked fruits, picked mushrooms, took pictures, and had a water fight. After a whole afternoon, I happily slipped away.
As the sun went down, it was time for them to return.
The little guy took the hands of his parents and got into the car. He looked up at Gu Junzhu reluctantly and said, "Dad, we will come next time."
Gu Jun looked down at him and smiled, "Okay, come again next time."
The little guy was very tired, and he didn't sleep at noon, so he snuggled into Gu Junzhu's arms and fell asleep when he got in the car.
Gu Chi handed Gu Junzhu a small blanket, and Gu Junzhu helped the little guy cover it, and patted his little butt gently.
The little guy turned over, mumbled "Dad", and then burrowed into his arms in attachment, falling into a deeper sleep.
Gu Junzhu smiled silently, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his small body.
Ye Xingbei looked at one big and one small, and stretched out his hand to help his son tuck the blanket around his feet, his eyes were full of tenderness and warmth.
The little guy fell asleep all the way, and only woke up when he entered the center of Beijing.
Opening his eyes, the little guy muttered in a daze: "Father, Xiaoshu wants to shush."
Gu Jun asked Gu Chi one by one: "How many minutes will it take to get to Bangzi's hotel?"
(end of this chapter)