He touched his hair again: "Can you protect your hair as well?"

Second Master Gu: "......?"

Tang Yesi couldn't help laughing and explained: "He doesn't like haircuts."

Mr. Gu looked at his baby bump in embarrassment.

Although his baby's baby bump is very beautiful, it wouldn't be good for such a young child to have braids like a girl, right?

But when you grow up, you can try it.

There are many teenagers or men who have braids.

His baby bump has such good looks that it can hold any hairstyle.

"Wait until you grow up a bit," he coaxed the little fish in his arms. "When you grow up a bit more, if you don't like long hair, we won't cut your hair and keep it in braids."

Tang Yexi: "..."

She didn't want a son with long hair.

However, there is no need to argue with Mr. Gu over this.

As a child, if he grows up a few years, he might not be willing to grow braids even if adults force him to do so.

Gu Shimu helplessly looked at his uncle who completely ignored his question: "Second uncle, you haven't answered my question yet.

Where is Zeqiu?"

"Yes, Second Grandpa," Tang Xiaoci, who was pulled by Second Master Gu and sat next to him, tilted his little head and smiled sweetly at him, "Where's Uncle Zeqiu?"

Second Master Gu: "..."

All right.

You can ignore the nephew's questions, but you must answer the grandnephew's questions!

He rubbed Tang Xiaoci's little head: "That stick made a mistake and was imprisoned by my uncle."

"Solitary confinement?" Xiao Yu'er, who narrowed her big eyes in happiness, widened her eyes again because Gu Erye stuffed a chocolate bean into her mouth, "What do you mean, solitary confinement?"

Second Master Gu: "..."

It seems like we shouldn’t impart these strange knowledge to children, huh?

But, it doesn't matter.

No one dares to confine his baby bump anyway!

He rubbed the bumpy little head of the baby in his arms: "Confinement means that people who have made mistakes are not allowed to move freely and are locked in a house to reflect.

When you admit your mistake, when can you let it go?"

"Lock them up?" Xiao Yu'er blinked, "Police uncle, locking up prisoners, is it the same?"

"It's a bit similar, but not very similar," Mr. Gu snorted and continued to play with the baby. "The environment in solitary confinement is much better than that of a prison. The prison has iron doors and iron windows. Your uncle Zeqiu is in his own room."

Speaking of which, he seemed to have softened his heart as he got older.

Regarding his bad temper, if Gu Zeqiu dared to make him angry like this when he was young, he would have locked Gu Zeqiu in the basement long ago. How could he lock him in a bedroom with a high bed, soft pillows, good food and drink, and no need to work.

How is this confinement?

It's like a vacation!

Gu Shimu actually knew that Gu Zeqiu was locked in the bedroom by his second uncle, and Gu Zeqiu's assistant had already reported to him in detail.

Because of this, he was not so anxious.
Chapter completed!