You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 5889

She was feeling secretly. Thank you. Suddenly, she burst into tears.

Gu Junzhu and ye Xingbei hurriedly went to see the child: "what's the matter, baby?"

Thank you for crying with a small mouth. You are very wronged. While crying, you push down the plush toy on the ground.

Ye Xingbei was so amused by him that he said to Gu Junzhu, "have you seen your son? He wanted to help him up when he saw the toy fall down, but he was too weak to help him up for a long time, which made him angry and cry!"

Thank you for crying with a small mouth. It's very cute. Ye Xingbei said and smiled, "I don't know who your son follows. He can't play with toys and can't play with what he wants. He cries and plays with himself. It's funny to death."

Gu Junzhu helped Xiaoxie pick up the fallen toy and knocked Ye Xingbei on the forehead. "Is it your mother? Your son cried so sad that he made you laugh."

"I think he's very cute," Ye Xingbei said with a smile. "It's okay. He's not crying sadly. He'll be fine later."

Gu Junzhu also thought that it would be all right to help Xiaoxie pick up the plush toy. I didn't know that Xiaoxie was not happy when he saw his big toy being picked up. He was even more angry. His angry two small arms made great efforts and pushed the plush toy to the ground.

Gu Junzhu: "

He looked at Ye Xingbei with an inexplicable look on his face: "are we wrong? Isn't our son angry because he can't lift the plush toy?"

"You guessed right," said Ye Xingbei with a smile. "It's the same with toys. You can't do it yourself and don't let others help. You're so stubborn!"

Thanks again, he pushed the plush toy with a pucker and a snort. While pushing, he was crying with his mouth turned. Ye Xingbei held out his hand and secretly helped the plush toy from an angle that little thanks couldn't see. Finally, the plush toy sat up.

Little thanks for not seeing ye Xingbei help. He thought he pushed the plush toy up by himself. He stopped crying and burst into laughter. He sat on the carpet, giggled and clapped his hands. He looked at the big eyes of the plush toy and the sense of achievement on his fat little face.

Gu Junzhu: "

He was speechless for a moment, nodded and said, "all right, do your own things, it's good!"

"It's just that he's a little impatient. He likes to cry when he's anxious," Ye Xingbei touched Xiaojiang's small head. "Our Xiaojiang is not like this. Our Xiaojiang's temper is much better than his brother, isn't it, Jiangjiang?"

Xiaojiang had long given up pushing plush toys with his brother and sat on the carpet to study a transformer.

Ye Xingbei rubbed his cerebellar bag. He looked up and smiled at Ye Xingbei, then lowered his head to continue his research.

Gu Junzhu fondly touched his face. "No wonder people say that the dragon has nine children. The children are different. We all have the same children, but our character is different."

Ye Xingbei smiled and nodded, "yes, it's wonderful."

Gu Junzhu touched Xiaojiang's face and said: "although I have tried not to travel, I don't accompany the children every day like you. I don't know as much about them as you do."

"Isn't that normal?" Ye Xing hugged his neck on the north side and put his head on his shoulder. "Who makes you the pillar of our family? You can't stay at home with your children like me without going to work every day?"