Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

In the carriage, Gu Nuoer sat there obediently.

She blinked her watery eyes and looked at Ye Siming's cold eyes.

He was on his knees and half-kneeling, tying the streamers on her shoes.

The little guy Ruanuo asked, "Brother Siming, are you still angry?"

Ye Siming's voice was much calmer: "Don't be angry."

Gu Nuoer's pink lips just wanted to exhale.

Seeing Ye Siming raise a pair of dark eyes and look at her.

"It's just a little… uncomfortable."

Gu Nuo'er's round eyes suddenly lit up with flowing light.

"Brother Siming, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Siming sat opposite her, and when he faced Gu Nuoer, all the rebelliousness and hostility in him were gone.

There is only a little seriousness at the moment, hidden in a pair of black thin eyes.

"Gu Nuo'er, you just now, are you afraid that I will kill him?"

The little guy opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Ye Siming again.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "You don't have to answer, in fact, I don't really want to hear your answer."

He was afraid that her answer would cause an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

The innate keenness made him aware that Gu Nuoer looked at him just now.

As if telling him-

Don't do it here, okay?

So he turned and got into the carriage.

Otherwise, Yun Linzhou will soon be separated.

Ye Siming's brows and eyes were slightly lower, like a wolf thinking to himself.

"Just now did want to kill him, but I know you won't like it."

"I also know it's not good to limit who you associate with, and people call that feeling selfish."

"But, I don't know why, Yun Linzhou makes me more disgusted."

Gu Nuo'er's water eyes were full of beautiful colors, and she looked at Ye Siming innocently and well-behaved.

She leaned forward and sat down.

This time, I touched Ye Siming's legs.

The little guy took the initiative to sit up half body, and put his little hands on Ye Siming's heart.

"Is it here?" she asked.

Ye Siming was stunned for a moment, then looked down at her: "What?"

Her soft fragrance is close at hand.

Gu Nuo'er raised her eyes: "Brother Siming, you just said you were not feeling well, it was in your heart, right?"

Ye Siming was startled, then nodded.

The little guy rubbed his heart for him.

The small hands are of moderate strength, touching the solid texture through the clothes.

Ye Siming's ears were slightly red: "What are you doing?"

Gu Nuo'er blinked her long eyelashes: "I'm helping you relieve the discomfort."

"Because, I don't want to lie to brother Siming, I really didn't want you to do it just now."

"However, it's definitely not to protect Linzhou. I just think that we are guests in Xili, so we must obey the rules."

"No matter how much you hate someone, you can't beat him at his house. Besides, Linzhou has done nothing wrong, right?"

Her voice was soft, although immature, but Ye Siming could hear it very well.

"I know." He lowered his eyes coldly, covering the dark light and the flash of loss.

If the wolf ears are there, I am afraid they will droop down.

Ye Siming heard Gu Nuo'er say again: "Don't worry brother Siming, I won't be good friends with other children."

"I only have you one best best friend."

"Let's go home together when we finish our work in Xili."

She took the initiative to put her small hand into Ye Siming's palm.

The boy raised his eyes and saw Gu Nuo'er smiling sweetly and cutely at him.

Her moist and clear eyes only reflected his shadow.

Can't refuse.

There is no way to reject all her words.

The haze in Ye Siming's heart seemed to be half dispelled.

"Okay." He heard himself answer in a low voice.

And somewhere in my heart, I felt a sense of falling.