Because he was afraid that his son's legs would hurt, he used a towel to heat up when he was asleep. When he woke up, he would probably have to be a bad face again.

Isn’t this dad tired?

After helping Ye Xicheng apply his calves, Gu Juexi stretched out his hand to loosen the muscles on his calves for him. Such a small meatball is his son of Gu Juexi. What a magical thing.

After his muscles relaxed, Gu Juexi covered his quilt for him and reached out to touch his little face. Although this was done wrong, his son's ability to accept was beyond his expectations.

pride.

Gu Juexi never felt that there was someone in this world that could make him proud.

But this little man did it.

This kind of pride doesn't require too much to elaborate on. Just a reaction can make him proud of his son, Gu Juexi's son.

Little meatballs, your future path is still long. If you want to defeat daddy, there is still time. Gu Juexi whispered, and dropped a kiss on his forehead, then got up and left with a basin.

Ye Xicheng, who was asleep, had no idea about all this.

Gu Juexi went out to pour water, took the kettle back before going to the kitchen to find Ye Yuwei.

Gu Juexi couldn't help, so he stood at the kitchen door and was chatted by Ye Yuwei.

Your son’s goal is to defeat me. Gu Juexi said while watching Ye Yuwei wash vegetables.

How great is it, there is still a goal in life. Ye Yuwei said lightly, "Wouldn't you come to pick a dish for me?" I'm cooking a few people's meals alone."

Gu Juexi stared at him, looking incredible. Do you ask me to pick vegetables for you?

Young Master, don’t eat. Ye Yuwei looked at Gu Juexi with a smile, then took a handful of celery and put it in Gu Juexi’s hand, pinched the leaves.

Gu Juexi frowned, regretting that he had come over.

Ye Yuwei turned around and continued washing vegetables. You must be a bad person and explain it to him well, and he understands everything.

He can be so gentle after his son falls asleep, so he can do it when he is awake.

It can't be done. Gu Juexi sneered, but he didn't regard me as his father or as his target.

Ye Yuwei was speechless. The war between the father and son was probably not going to stop in this life.

You, Ye Yuwei, turned around and was about to say something, but suddenly screamed: Gu Juexi, I asked you to pinch the leaves off, not to let you keep them.

Gu Juexi looked at Ye Yuwei innocently, then looked down at the celery stems thrown in the trash can and the leaves placed on the table.

Not to leave—leaf?

Ye Yuwei covered her face with one hand.

Gu Juexi coughed lightly and stood up directly. I still have some documents to deal with.

Gu Juexi said, turning around and leaving. In Ye Yuwei's words, it could be said that he ran away in panic.

But Ye Yuwei looked at the mess on the table, and now she was angry and laughed at herself. Why did she ask someone who could blow up the kitchen to help her cook?

After returning to the room, Gu Juexi touched his forehead. Junzi was away from the kitchen. This sentence has made sense for thousands of years.

Gu Juexi now discovered that the kitchen was his fatal hole, no doubt about it.

The two children did not get up until dinner, and Ye Yuwei helped them keep food, but Ye Yuwei, who had no celery stems, could only make a soup with celery leaves.
Chapter completed!