You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 3982

He ate a few mouthfuls of watermelon.

After eating, he counted the heads. He thought it was wrong. One person was missing.

He turned and asked Ling Yue, "brother Xiaoyue, where is brother Xiaoci?"

Ling Yue shook his head.

He didn't notice.

Qin Junye said: "he's still in his study. He's going to have a class at Zhai's house in the afternoon. Zhai's homework is not finished yet. He's doing it."

The young tree said sympathetically: "brother Xiaoci, it's so hard! Let's just do one homework. Brother Xiaoci will do two

He chewed a watermelon in two or three bites, wiped his hands, took a fruit tray and filled it with two watermelons and some other fruits. "The harder it is, the more nutrition it needs. I'll go and give my brother fruit to eat."

He took the fruit tray and ran to the study on the second floor.

Xie Jinfei sighed: "my nephew is so sweet. Beibei, brother five, I envy you so much!"

Ye Xingbei said with a smile: "if you envy me, I will give birth to one as soon as possible. With the genes of you and your second sister-in-law, your baby will certainly be as lovely as a young tree."

Si duomian looks at Xie Jinfei with a smile, a little shy.

Xie Jinfei nodded again and again, "well, I'm sure I'll have more!"

Stolmin gave him a shy push.

He was about to say something when he was laughing at stoicin. The sound of broken plates and the cry of surprise came from upstairs.

Gu Junzhu immediately put down his watermelon and went to the second floor.

Ling Yue was faster than him and ran upstairs.

"Little tree? What's the matter? " Ye Xing shouts upstairs.

Gu junzhui walked quickly upstairs and told her, "don't worry. I'll go and have a look. Watch your step."

Xie Jinfei pushed siduomian to Ye Xingbei: "Mianmian, you look at Beibei, I'll have a look."

Some of them were fast, others were slow, and they rushed to the study one after another.

The first one to rush into the study is Ling Yue.

Seeing the situation in front of him, Ling Yue was in a hurry.

The young tree fell in the corner of the wall, and a green purple bag the size of a quail egg swelled on his forehead.

He sat on the ground, looking at the smell of autumn, eyes some panic, some confused.

He rushed over and held the sapling's hand. "Sapling, what's the matter?"

The young tree pointed to the painting on the desk. Tears rolled in her eyes: "I didn't mean to..."

Ling Yue looks at xiaoshumiao's hand.

On the table, an unfinished picture unfolded.

On the painting, a few drops of watermelon juice dropped.

Ling Yue stood up with the sapling and was about to say something when Gu Jun arrived.

When he saw the swollen bag on the front of the young tree, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

He walked to the little tree seedlings side by side, squatted down, holding the little tree seedlings shoulder, "son, what's the matter?"

Ling Yue didn't wait for the young tree to answer. He glared angrily at Wen Qiuci and asked, "the little tree feeds you watermelon. If you accidentally drop watermelon juice on your painting, you push the little tree down, don't you?"

"I didn't mean to I didn't mean to I have already told him that I don't eat, I don't eat, he has to pass it to me to eat... "

"I think the watermelon is delicious. I want my brother to have a taste of it too I didn't mean to... "

"Little tree!" Ye Xing's stomach is on the north side, and she doesn't dare to run as fast as others. When she arrives a little late, she sees the big bag on the forehead of little tree miao'er, and she is very distressed.