Father Gu rolled up his sleeves and said to Mrs. Gu and Hu Shuanghong, "My dear, take a break, I'll handle this!"
He took the feather duster from Hu Shuanghong's hand and chased after his son.
Gu Beihuai was infuriated.
Was this some sort of parents' tag team?
Really?
Not to mention that he hadn't actually kissed Tang Chuxia, but even if he had, as his parents, shouldn't they be happy?
At least it proved he didn't like men.
Unfortunately, he had a sister who was just fanning the flames, so he could only run out.
No sooner had Gu Beihuai run out than Father Gu chased after him.
"Dad, Mom can't see us now!"
Gu Beihuai grabbed the feather duster; he wasn't actually afraid of being hit, but he didn't want his mother to see him resist.
Father Gu chuckled and then let go, not really using the duster, instead extending his hand towards his son. Gu Beihuai rolled his eyes and tossed a pack of cigarettes from his pocket to him.
