"Who says your mommy doesn't like me? When he liked me, he didn't even have you!"
"But the person she likes now is me." Little Baozi raised his head, the expression on his face was exactly the same as the person in front of him.
The big one and the small one were fighting each other for favor, no one would believe it even if they were not father and son.
Gu Sirui sighed and softened his tone, "Daddy was injured in the plane crash and forgot about you and mommy. I'm sorry that daddy hasn't been around to take care of you all these years."
The little bun had a serious expression and stared silently at the person in front of him. After a while, he pouted and said, "Then does my mother forgive you?"
"She has forgiven me, will you forgive me?"
The little bun and the chicken nodded like they were pecking at rice.
"Then let's try daddy's cooking first."
"good."
Gu Sirui held the little bun with one hand. As soon as they opened the door, they bumped into Shu Yuan who was eavesdropping at the door.
Before she could explain, Little Baozi asked, "Mommy, have you forgiven Daddy?"
Shu Yuan was stunned. What were the two talking about?
The little bun who looked like he was determined to die just now suddenly changed his name to daddy?
"I...I didn't..."
"Eat first." Gu Sirui hugged the little bun with one hand and Shu Yuan's shoulder with the other, and walked to the dining table.
The food on the table is all Shu Yuan likes to eat.
At the same time, it is also what little buns like to eat.
It had been a long time since she had eaten food cooked by Gu Sirui. When they were together before, he always cooked.
She was not convinced and asked him to teach her.
Later, after she died heroically in the kitchen, she ordered a table of takeout, put it on the plate, and said she cooked it herself.
He believed it then.
Thinking about it now, he didn't believe her at all. He was clearly acting with her and playing house.
what a shame.
It happened that she met him at the most immature age of 18.
Looking at the mother and son in front of him, Gu Sirui felt extremely satisfied.
The little liar was really capable and gave her a son.
The man's serious face gradually became extremely soft and gentle, "Eat quickly."
He put a piece of the sweet and sour pork ribs he had made into her bowl.
Shu Yuan took a bite and said lightly, "It tastes bad."
"Thank you for the compliment."
"Mommy, this sweet and sour pork ribs is not unpalatable at all. It's even better than yours..." Eat.
Little Baozi met Mommy's look and didn't dare to say the last word.
After dinner, Shu Yuan called the door repairman and installed the door.
Gu Sirui played with Xiao Baozi in the living room for a while, as before, playing with high-end goods.
Little Baozi has no sense of experience at all. How can Uncle Gu be so powerful and fight so fast after he becomes his father?
So infuriating.
"I'm sleepy, I won't play anymore." Little Baozi got up seriously and went back to the room.
Gu Sirui looked at the high-end goods he had put together with a proud look on his face.
Compared with your father, you are too young.
The pointer on the wall reached ten o'clock. Gu Sirui stood up and said, "Yuan'er, I'm going out. Go to sleep first. Don't wait for me."
"Where to go?" Shu Yuan asked indifferently.
After asking, I felt that I shouldn't care so much.
But she didn't expect that Gu Sirui would actually tell her where he was going.
"Go find someone. He should be looking for Qiqi's whereabouts these years." Before leaving, he pinched Shu Yuan's cheek.
Shu Yuan slapped his hand away. She was a mother, so how could she be pinched by him?
Just as the man turned to leave, Shu Yuan stopped him.
"Wait a moment."
The man turned around, and Shu Yuan took two steps forward, held the man's clear-cut face, stood on tiptoes and pressed a kiss on his forehead.
"Let's go."
The corners of Gu Sirui's lips curled up almost imperceptibly. This was because he heard the conversation between him and the little bun.
"Do you know what kissing on the forehead means?"
"You taught me."
The two looked at each other, and Gu Sirui also held the girl's face and kissed her on the forehead.
In the past, every time she made a mistake, he would kiss her on the forehead. Kissing her forehead meant forgiving her.
…
In Tangyuan, Ye Nanyi was lying softly on the bed, and the man was leaning against the light.
The girl put her hands on the man's chest, "Li Beihan, the doctor said you can't do strenuous exercise within a month."
Her voice was trembling and her breathing was heavy.
The man came in, held the girl's slender waist, and kissed her gradually downward from the base of her ear.
The deep voice was bewildering, "Do you think your husband doing it for just such a short period of time is considered strenuous exercise?"
Ye Nanyi blushed, for a short while?
More than two hours have passed since we returned to Tangyuan for dinner.
Call it 'a little while'?
Ye Nanyi didn't have a chance to refute. She gradually couldn't find her own voice amidst the chaotic breathing.
The figures in the room were intertwined, and she could always be carried away by this man to the point of forgetfulness, as if she was in another world, and the syllables coming out of her mouth were no longer like her.
She never thought that one day she would enjoy this so much.
After finishing it again and again, it was already early morning.
Ye Nanyi rested her head on the man's arm, looked at the time, turned around and hugged him.
The voice was soft and weak, "Beibei, should we do something serious?"
"Wasn't that serious business just now?" The man raised his eyebrows. It seemed that she still had the strength.
Ye Nanyi sighed, her eyelids so heavy that she could hardly open them.
His mouth opened, and he didn't know what he said in the end.
Outside Tangyuan, Lei Zhan held a flickering cigarette between his rough fingers. He looked at the time and saw where that kid A Ye had gone.
Why haven't you come back yet?
