Gu Shi patiently played basketball with Gu Qingrui for an hour.

I felt a little helpless. The child is full of energy and I don’t get tired even if I play with him until midnight.

But he and Chu Ya were very busy during the day, and now that he was off work, he didn't have time to be intimate with her, and he also had to play basketball with Gu Qingrui.

Having played with him for an hour now, Gu Shi felt that he had fulfilled his duties as a father.

Gu Shi shot a difficult three-pointer and said to Gu Qingrui, "Would you like to try?"

How could Gu Qingrui possibly make the shot?

Gu Shi said: "You are too lame. Come play with me again when your skills improve."

He began to assign tasks: "You need to practice more. From now on, dribble the ball low, medium, and high on the spot thirty times with each hand. Practice these first today."

“Practice is boring, but real progress is made through practice bit by bit.”

Gu Qingrui listened carefully and nodded.

In his eyes, his father was almost omnipotent. He was better at playing basketball than him, and was even better than him in calligraphy and painting.

Gu Qingrui remembered that one time when he was playing in the study, he came across a post in which Gu Shi had practiced calligraphy. He secretly pretended to show off to other children at school. Sure enough, everyone gathered around to watch. The teacher also saw it and asked who had written it. He also put the post on the display wall as a template.

Gu Qingrui was a little panicked at first, wondering if her father would be angry if she took away such a good post written by him, so she secretly told her mother.

Mom took a look and said, "Oh, this was written by your father when he was six or seven years old. There is a cabinet full of waste paper like this in the study. Do you want more?"

Gu Qingrui felt even more upset. He was almost six years old, and how could he not write such words?

Therefore, his father was omnipotent in his eyes. Gu Qingrui believed Gu Shi's words without a doubt.

"Okay! Dad, I'll practice counting by myself."

This small basketball court was converted from the back garden.

Chu Ya sat in front of the window facing the back garden, poured herself a cup of tea, and leaned on her arm to watch the father and son play basketball.

Naturally, she also heard what Gu Shi and Gu Qingrui said.

Especially the sentence, you are so lame, she couldn't help but put away her smile.

Gu Shi finally got rid of Gu Qingrui, walked to Chu Ya in three or two steps, and was about to get a kiss from her.

Then Chu Ya said with some dissatisfaction: "Gu Shi, how many years have you played basketball? How long has Gu Qingrui played? How can you say that he is not good at playing? Among the children of the same age, he is already very good..."

While she was talking, Gu Shi looked at her quietly.

Although he didn't say anything, Chuya felt that he was unhappy.

She suddenly realized that this was Gu Shi, the person she loved and who also loved her.

He is the most important person in her life.

She should have considered his feelings when she said that.

I couldn't help but stand up, looking at him, thinking about how to coax him.

Gu Shi held her in his arms, and before she could react, she felt his hands getting unruly...

She almost screamed out.

Chu Ya knew what he meant, but before..., she had something else to say to the child.

She grabbed Gu Shi's arm to prevent him from moving, and gritted her teeth and shouted, "Gu Qingrui..."

She still needs to encourage the child.

Gu Qingrui ran to the window and looked at her while panting: "What's wrong, Mom?"

Chu Ya tried to keep her voice calm and said gently, "You are already great. Keep practicing. Look how good your dad is at playing basketball. Your dad is the person your mom admires and loves the most. One day, you will be as good as your dad..."

Her encouragement to Gu Qingrui was mixed with her confession to Gu Shi, and she even blushed after she finished speaking.

Gu Shi laughed.

Gu Qingrui said loudly: "Okay, I'll show it to mom after I'm done."

Gu Shi: "Practice for a while longer, and don't complain about being tired all the time."

Gu Qingrui nodded: "I will never complain of being tired."

Then he ran back to play ball.

he........

Chu Ya's legs were so weak that she could hardly stand. She leaned into his arms and whispered, "Don't do it here..."

Gu Shi picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

He locked the door, and Chu Ya cooperated very well... and lay on the bed.

She was afraid that Gu Qingrui would look for her, so she didn't devote herself to him, and just wanted him to hurry up...

......

Gu Shi hugged her and kissed her.

She felt..., enjoyed...

Gu Shi looked at her with a smile on his face: "Can we do it again?"

Before Chu Ya could say anything, Gu Qingrui knocked on the door.

"Mom, I'm a little thirsty. I want to drink the avocado milkshake you made for me yesterday."

Chu Ya quickly pushed Gu Shi away and agreed: "Okay, Mom will do it for you right now..."

Gu Shi held her down and said, "Just let him wait for two minutes."

As he spoke, he took the cotton towel...Chu Ya blushed again.

Gu Shi lowered his head and kissed her: "Go."

Chu Ya looked at Gu Shi’s… dissatisfied expression and gave him a kiss to comfort him.

She got out of bed, straightened her dress, combed her hair and went out.

Gu Shi followed him out.

Gu Qingrui stood at the kitchen door and watched Chu Ya take out avocado, banana, and milk from the refrigerator.

In Gu Qingrui's eyes, her mother is very clever and skillful, and everything she makes is delicious.

She was also very attentive and made different dishes for him every day.

Gu Shi saw that Chu Ya's skirt was still a little wrinkled, so he patted Gu Qingrui on the shoulder and said, "Have you finished your homework? Go and do it first, and I'll bring it to you when you're done."

Gu Qingrui had no choice but to go back to her room to do her homework. Gu Shi walked up to her and adjusted the waist of her skirt.

When the Chuya is half squeezed, pour half a cup of peeled Badam wood on it. This way it won’t be too broken and can still maintain the chewy texture.

Gu Shi shook his head slightly: "You've spoiled him too much. If he's thirsty, just drink water. Why did you specify what he wants to drink by name?"

Chu Ya poured out the squeezed juice, and Gu Shi cleaned the blender and put it back in place.

Chu Ya looked at him: "Gu Shi, will you get used to me?"

Gu Shi was stunned for a moment.

Bo Chuya looked at him and smiled slightly.

It turned out that she didn't love anyone, and didn't like herself much either.

But Gu Shi's kindness to her gave her the ability to love. Now she loves herself, loves Gu Shi, and loves her son even more.

Because Gu Qingrui looks like both her and Gu Shi.

When she looked at Gu Qingrui's eyes, which were almost identical to Gu Shi's, her heart would unconsciously soften.

Now when she looked at Gu Shi, her eyes were filled with Gu Shi’s figure.

"I love you."

Gu Shi naturally understood what she meant. He took a step forward, held her face and kissed her.

Gu Qingrui ran to the kitchen at some point, covered her eyes and said, "Dad, Mom, I didn't see anything."

As he spoke, he secretly peeked through his fingers.

Chu Ya pretended to be nonchalant and pushed Gu Shi away: "It's just right that you came over. Drink it quickly, or it will get cold in a while."

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