Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Ye Siming frowned, as if trying to drive away this discomfort.

But it makes the mind more chaotic.

Gu Nuoer hurriedly turned around and closed the door, and ran to him with little feet.

She stood on tiptoe and put her soft and delicate hands on Ye Siming's forehead.

"It's so hot..." Gu Nuo'er opened her eyes like black pearls.

The little guy puffed out his cheeks in distress: "What kind of medicine did the tenth brother put on, how could even Brother Siming be recruited!"

Ye Siming propped up the table with his hands, his eyes blurred, but it showed more blackness and depth.

Compared with the ruthless and stern person he usually has, he has a juvenile gentleness even more.

He looked at Gu Nuoer and asked for help in a pleasant voice: "It's a little hot."

The little guy blinked his moist eyes and said quickly, "Oh! Wait for me, brother Siming!"

She immediately ran to the window, trying her best to open the half-open window a little wider, letting the wind blow in.

The summer wind brought a heat wave, blowing the wide side hall a little hot.

The ice mirrors in the corners also melted faster.

Gu Nuo'er took a white towel thoughtfully, and after soaking it with water, she wanted to stick it on Ye Siming's forehead.

However, she tried to stand on tiptoe, holding the white towel, but she felt a little tired.

The little guy asked in a soft and tender voice, "Brother Siming, can you lie down?"

"Put a damp white towel on your forehead and you'll be comfortable soon!"

Ye Siming glanced at it in a bewildered way.

Then, he bent down directly and held Gu Nuoer tightly in his arms.

The two sat on the floor together.

Ye Siming buried his head on Gu Nuo'er's neck, emitting a hot breath.

The little guy twisted his neck uncomfortably: "Brother Siming?"

"Just hold it like this, I'm not going anywhere." His voice was hoarse, but there was a trace of effort, as if trying to stay awake.

Ye Siming's eyes were dizzy, and he didn't fall down completely.

"Nuoer... don't leave my side, I don't have the strength right now, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you." He said, rubbing the soft skin between the little guy's neck with the tip of his nose.

Gu Nuo'er held the wet white towel on his forehead with her little hand, so she had to sit in his arms.

The little guy tilted his moist and bright eyes: "Brother Siming is afraid that bad people will come, so he won't let me go?"

Ye Siming nodded weakly.

Saying that, his arms tightened even more.

His voice was muffled: "Just hold you like this, okay?"

The little guy put a sweet smile on his pink lips: "But I can also protect you, and the beautiful lady is very safe here, and no bad people will come!"

Ye Siming frowned and said stubbornly, "Yes, Yun Linzhou."

Gu Nuo'er blinked.

Why are you talking about Yunlinzhou again?

"He always comes to pester you, I don't like it." Ye Siming's voice was cold.

Although his thoughts were chaotic, he couldn't hide the gnashing of teeth towards Yun Linzhou in his tone.

When Gu Nuoer heard this, she couldn't help but snicker.

Brother Siming at this meeting is like a big dog Gou who cheats on his willfulness!

She couldn't help but stretch out her little hand and touch the top of his hair.

"Then I'll ignore him!"

Ye Siming's body froze for a moment, then he raised his head abruptly, with shining stars in his long eyes.

It made his abnormal red complexion even more handsome and bright.

"Really?" he demanded.

Gu Nuo'er blinked her long eyelashes, her cheeks were pink and her eyes were dark and well-behaved.

"real."