Chapter 512

Name:Unwilling Love Author:Bu Cong Rong
Finally, Shi zuonan went up to deal with it.

After about a quarter of an hour, Gu Xian was still sitting in the car when he saw a dirty "mud ball" rolling towards him from a distance.

"Dad --!"

“……”

The soil blocked his son's little white face.

Even his short hair was covered with a thick layer of dirt.

A whole face, only a pair of water grape like eyes, but also can not hide his ancient spirit.

This is not his son!

This is definitely not!

He doesn't want such a son!!

Gu Xian felt that he was guilty of cleanliness addiction again.

No, it should be said that it was his bear son who forced him to die. It was obsessive-compulsive disorder.

He just wanted to throw the dirty things far away.

"Gu Junfu, stop for me!"

Gu Xian was almost in despair.

"Ga" -- "

the mud ball that was about to arrive ahead stepped on the brake in time.

"Yes

The baby answered.

Stand at attention.

Feet together, head high, two small hands are still tightly attached to the legs, it is almost a cry "good chief.".

It's so cute that it's just not decent.

Oh!

Experience tells him, suddenly clever, will be a demon.

"Say it! What's going on here? "

Gu Xian asked him with a straight face.

The little guy, with a stubborn face, still held his mud head up and said nothing.

Gu Xian knows.

This little guy doesn't agree.

I think I'm right!

Shi zuonan was afraid that his little ancestor would upset the third master, so he went forward to report the situation. "The teacher said that the little ancestor had a fight with the little fat tiger in the class and hurt his nose. In addition, he knocked over the ceramics collected by their ceramic teacher. Some of them were still very expensive handicrafts. I went up to pay for them. It's said that when they were fighting, they rolled in the mud for several times and became what they are now... "

Gu Xian has a headache.

"Fighting again? Last time you hit a man's front teeth, this time you hit his nose again. Gu Junfu, are you reincarnated in your life? Make a scene in kindergarten, right? I'm so talented. Why don't I just send you to Shaolin Temple to learn arts? "

Gu Xian cold face, strode out of the car.

However, after listening to the training, the boy still didn't feel that he was wrong.

He gasped and clenched his little fist. "I'm right anyway."

"Well, tell me, why do you want to fight with others?"

"Because..."

"Because of what?"

Gu Xian questions him from above.

The little guy's eyes were red, "because he called me Little lame

Gu Xian was stunned.

Astonished.

"He said that the child born by the big lame is the little lame! Panghu is a bad guy. I just want to beat him! "

Gu Xian's throat is tight.

Son's words, like a thorn, rooted in the heart.

Because of his legs, his son was looked down upon by his classmates.

It was he who neglected that.

"Sorry, it's my fault."

Gu Xian sincerely apologizes.

Want to rub his small head, visible to the above dirt layer of mud, Gu Xian hold back.

It's true that he didn't do it well.

Once, his leg was inflamed and he couldn't wear a prosthesis. He was invited to tea by his teacher, so he had to come over in a wheelchair.

But I didn't expect that my son was ridiculed by his classmates in kindergarten.

"It's not your fault..."

The little guy yelled.

Turn around and wipe your tears.

I don't want to be seen crying by his father.

Say yes, men don't shed tears.

He put his dirty hands on his muddy face and said, "it's not your fault! It's panghu. It's all panghu's fault. Panghu is the villain! Sobbing, sobbing... "

Xiao Jun was so angry that he stamped his feet in the same place.

Son's cry, like a needle, rooted in his heart.

Looking at his trembling shoulders and his angry back, Gu Xian felt that his old father's heart was about to break.

He was chagrined at his negligence.

For a moment, my throat was so blocked that I didn't know what to say to comfort my son.

Suddenly, a golden shadow came.

A wisp of long black and soft hair from the back of Gu Xian's hand, a touch of Sophora fragrance floating in the wind, the next moment, covered with mud Jun, has already fallen into the arms of the yellow people.Gu Xian looked at the visitor with a slight shock in his pupils.

Zheng Zheng ran looked at the girl in front of the goose yellow skirt.

The girl's long black hair, which is about to reach her waist, falls down like a waterfall, half on her back and the other half on her chest.

She doesn't have bangs. She has long hair and good temperament.

The skin is very white. It seems that there is no sunshine all day long, but it doesn't lose its elasticity and luster.

Her facial features are beautiful. Although she is not as beautiful as a fairy, she is also one of the best.

The bridge of the nose is very warped, the lips are red and the teeth are white.

The eyes are bent, like the crescent moon hanging high in the night sky, but more like

That pair of eyes deeply imprinted in Gu Xian's mind and heart.

"Hello."

The girl said hello to Gu Xian politely.

She put the weeping little Jun Fu on her shoulder and picked him up. "Are you Mr. Gu's father, please?"

Gu Xian came back slowly.

Face return to calm, amber deep eyes that strong feelings, but also gradually convergence, dark down again, "yes."

Can copy in the trousers pocket of that hand, but still unconsciously clenched his fist.

"Hello, my name is Yu Guanguan. I'm Jun's ceramic art teacher."

The girl's voice is very sweet.

"Teacher Guan..."

As if he had found comfort, he put his arm around her neck and buried it on her shoulder, crying even more fiercely.

"It's OK, it's OK, the teacher is here!"

The girl patted Xiaojun's back and was happy for her.

"Yu, Guan Guan?"

Gu Xian repeated her name.

When he said the word "Guan Guan", he obviously felt his heart tremble.

"Yes, Mr. Gu."

The young girl said to Gu Xian: "Mr. Gu, I know that you are the father of the child. As an outsider, I shouldn't interfere. It's just that this is a ceramic garden after all, and many other children in his class are watching. If you reprimand the child in public, he will lose face and be afraid of other friends "The ridicule of friends."

Gu Xian pursed his lips and said nothing.

Obviously, this kind teacher Guan is telling him how to teach his children well.

"Gu Junfu, come down."

Gu Xian gives orders to his son who depends on the girl.

“…… Oh

Xiao Jun answered, and then he slipped down from the girl.

Gu Xian rarely generous stretch out his hand, holding his son's small hand that was muddy, "tell Guan Guan teacher, did I just teach you?"

Xiao Jun shook his mud head into a rattle, "Mr. Guan, I was just talking to my father!"

Yu Guan

Her little white face turned red in a flash.

Embarrassed to look at Gu Xian, and looked at the mud wrapped into a ball of small Jun, for a time, want to find a seam to drill yourself in.

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