Chapter 12 Little Baozi VS Nangong Che Father and Son Battle
"Little Baozi, Daddy and Mummy once loved each other... That's why you were born! You were born with expectation!" She still remembered that he murmured in her ear happily,
He hopes that she will give birth to a baby for him. He will definitely have the most beautiful eyes, the straightest nose, and the smartest thinking... It must be a combination of all the advantages between them...
If none of these are available, it doesn't matter. At least, he will be born with the blessing of his parents' expectations and the hope of their love.
But now, their child is six years old. He is very beautiful and smart, but he has no father, no blessing, or even a household registration. He only has illness, only a precocious and pitiful filial piety, and only such a clear expression.
The language of one’s own dislike
Nangong Che, we both owe him so much
Gu Yuebai's eyes stared blankly at the ceiling. Even if she tried to open her eyes wide, she could only see darkness. But she could also feel the faint scent of sandalwood in this room. This place was too luxurious.
"Little Baozi, you may not like him, but you must not hate him! Dislike is your own emotion. Mommy cannot force you to like someone! However, you cannot hate your father.
You can't even hate...because, with him, you can exist! When you deny him, you are also denying a part of your life!"
She wasn't sure whether this six-year-old child could really understand such language. All she could do was teach what should be taught, and the rest would have to be adjusted to each other.
Today, the two of them have never expressed any affection for each other. Instead, they are fighting with each other, and neither one is willing to give in. At that time, listening to Xiao Baozi's defense, he felt proud as a mother in his heart, but now thinking about it,
My heart is filled with misery...
Little Baozi turned around and did not answer Gu Yuebai's words. He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and said, "Mommy, if I had known earlier, we shouldn't have come!"
Gu Yuebai knew little Baozi's rebellious mood. It was indeed difficult for a child to understand the grudges between adults so quickly.
His emotional expression has always been simple and direct. Because the other person is his father, he wants to come back. Now he knows that his father is not who he imagined at all, so he wants to leave. This is normal. He has the right to be willful.
But she didn't
"Who took my slippers away?" Nangong Che, who was used to getting up in the morning and taking a shower, came out wrapped in a bathrobe, only to find that the slippers placed outside the door had disappeared somewhere!
Sister-in-law Lan should not make such a mistake. Nangong Che frowned and walked to the room wearing wet slippers.
"Bang" Nangong Che opened the transparent wardrobe that occupied half of the wall in his room, ran his fingers through a row of shirts, selected a white shirt, and was about to put it on. He recalled that girl's smiling face back then.
Ruhua praised him: "You look very good in your shirt, especially the white one..."
So he unknowingly became a "shirt lover". She liked no less than ten white shirts. Now thinking of such ironic youth, she hung up the white shirt and changed to another one in frustration.
Black t-shirt!
Wearing a black T-shirt and tight jeans, he now looks masculine. The strength hidden under the trousers seems to be able to flourish at any time. Under the black T-shirt, he has six pounds brought by long-term exercise.
The abdominal muscles are vaguely visible!
After sorting out his clothes, Nangong Che squatted down in the shoe cabinet to find a pair of matching sneakers, only to find... his pair of slippers were hidden inside and placed firmly on the "precious sheets" of the bed.
Something suddenly felt like it was being defiled. Nangong Che took out the sheet like a man possessed, and on the sheet, two size 41 shoe prints were clearly visible...
He coaxed his mind, thinking about the bed sheets that he had treasured for seven years! His precious bed sheets that no one could touch! Who, who has the guts to actually dare to make a joke on him...
The first thing Nangong Che thinks of about this Nangong family is that little man with a "venomous tongue". Damn it, only he can be so ignorant and so annoying!!!
"Gu Han! Gu Han...!" Nangong Che took the sheets and angrily rushed to Gu Yuebai's bed, banged the door hard, and yelled: "You little bastard, get out of here..."
"Bang bang...bang..." The sound of banging on the door made Gu Yuebai, who was thinking wildly last night and didn't fall asleep until the sky turned white, was a little irritated. He rubbed his temples habitually, turned over, wrapped himself in quilt, and continued to sleep.
"Master...Master...what are you doing!" Aunt Lan saw Nangong Che banging on the door and ran over quickly, saying, "This...Madam should have gone to bed early!"
"Go to bed early? It's eight o'clock now...Is it still early to go to bed?" Nangong Che pinched the sheets hard and cursed: "She is a pig? She really thinks she is like that! Think she is a young mistress?"
Nangong Che smiled sarcastically, drew a 38-degree arc at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Sister-in-law Lan, open the door for me!"
Seeing Nangong Che's furious look, Mrs. Lan hesitated a little, but under Nangong Che's cold pressure, she had no choice but to sigh and open the door.
In the room, only Gu Yuebai was sleeping obediently. He was disturbed by Nangong Che. He seemed to be sleeping very uneasily. His brows were slightly wrinkled. The lace of his lace nightgown was exposed, and his long hair covered half of his face for her to see.
Get up, a little more tender
"Gu Yuebai!" Humph... He was so angry so early in the morning, but she was still sleeping soundly. She really knew how to enjoy it!
"Gu Yuebai, get up!" Nangong Che was so angry that he pulled Gu Yuebai's quilt away.
"Che... there are no morning classes today!" Gu Yuebai unconsciously grabbed the quilt and complained, still sleeping well, as if he had dreamed of something, with a sweet smile on his lips.
Her subconscious defense caused the movement of his hand to suddenly stop in mid-air. He could clearly see her fitted white lace nightgown and her hazy curves. Because of his interruption, she frowned slightly.
This kind of her made him feel pity for her. It seemed that countless times, she was so sleepy that she refused to get up. He would always wait downstairs with breakfast and call her to wake up. She would always yell.
Next, get up in five minutes...get up in three minutes...get up in one minute...and then that minute will be countless sixty seconds...
She didn't know what kind of doting smile he had shown and how much indulgence he had shown while standing in the cold wind, facing the window.
The quilt lifted in the air finally covered her lightly. Nangong Che carefully gathered the quilt and sat beside her bed, looking at her sleeping face.
Gu Yuebai, you are only cute when you are asleep! He smiled and unconsciously touched her face with his hand...
"Stop!" The little bun, who was still sweating, ran in, looked at the "magic claw" Nangong Che wanted and stretched it out to mommy, and shouted loudly: "What are you going to do!"
Seeing the little bun looking at him menacingly, Nangong Che pointed to the sheets and said, "Did you hide my shoes?"
Unexpectedly, he would be questioned by Nangong Che. Little Baozi lost his momentum, but still held his head up stubbornly and asked: "What did you want to do to Mommy just now? Are you going to pinch Mommy again? You bad guy..."
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"Pinch? How could you have seen it with your eyes? How could the young master of my dignified Nangong family be as uncultured as a little bastard like you?" Nangong Che pursed his lips, as if he was dissatisfied with the little bun's behavior.
Such a quarrel was not something he should have had in the first place. Young Master Nangong, who had always been calm and composed, did not realize that ever since he bumped into Little Bun, his emotions could be easily aroused, like a child!
Little bastard? Such a bad name made Little Baozi go crazy in an instant! In the whole world, he was not qualified to call him little bastard. At school, children looked at him differently. He knew it was because of his father.
, has never appeared, even in parent-teacher meetings, there has always been only mommy. They privately said that he is the child that no one wants. He can only be better than others in everything to let their attention focus on his excellent side.
superior
"I'm not a little bastard!" Little Baozi raised his head stubbornly, eyes red with anger, staring at Nangong Che, and counterattacked, "Mommy said, I was born with the blessing of my parents!"
"Hmph..." Nangong Che snorted softly, not wanting to say more.
"Ah..." Little Baozi ran over angrily, grabbed Nangong Che's hand with his teeth and claws, and started to bite him. Nangong Che didn't expect that he would suddenly attack. He broke free with his right hand and lifted him up with his left hand!
"What are you doing? You're a dog?" Nangong Che's eyes were like a pool of ice, as if he was about to freeze to death. The little bun was still unwilling to give in, punching and kicking him in various ways. Nangong Che
Of course Che won't let him succeed again!
"I hate you so much...I hate you so much!" Little Baozi burst into tears. Mommy said, a man will not shed tears if he bleeds! Mommy said, Little Baozi is the most well-behaved child, even if he is in physical pain
Even if I die, I won’t cry! Mommy said that he can’t hate Nangong Che because he is his father...
However, he really hates him. Why, from his eyes, can't you see at all that he has the gentleness that mommy talks about?
"Nangong Che, put the child down!" It's amazing that he can sleep in such a noisy environment! Gu Yuebai opened his sleepy eyes and found that the little bun was being lifted in the air by Nangong Che!
Little Baozi's face was filled with tears and he looked like he had been bullied. Nangong Che's face was full of anger, and it seemed that he would not give up until he taught Little Baozi a lesson!
"What are you doing!" Gu Yuebai didn't have time to put on a coat, so he quickly got out of bed with his bare feet, shouted loudly, snatched the child from Nangong Che's hands, and hugged the little bun tightly!
"You're crazy! He's just a child! You're in your twenties, how can you be so childish, and you can fight with a child!" Looking at the little bun with red eyes from crying, Gu Yuebai's face was filled with pity,
He was slapping his right hand while he was crying, as if he was a little grievance-ridden little boy, and he was comforting her softly.