Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Ye Siming was there, standing on a high place, watching the Hukui Army and the Langxu Army sort out the prisoners.

In the cold night, the young man stood tall and straight, and his waist was thin and powerful.

He leaned against a tree and listened to Gu Nuo'er talk about her recent experience, Ye Siming's long eyebrows kept tightening and never loosening.

"Guan Xian is not dead?" Ye Siming asked in the first sentence when he heard the whole story.

Gu Nuo'er's voice was soft and coquettish: "It's almost the same as death. The most painful thing for this kind of person is to be tortured alive, but being cut with a knife will make him cheaper."

Ye Siming somehow pinched a leaf in his hand.

With slender and white fingertips, he rolled the leaves flat and rubbed the tips.

The expression on his face was icy cold, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, but the movements of his hands were filled with an anxious anger.

suddenly!

He stretched out his hand and threw it, and the pointed leaf stabbed into the temple of a prisoner who was trying to escape.

Jiang Xiaoran was standing behind the prisoner and was pressing him.

The sudden spread of blood made him take a step back.

He looked back and saw Ye Siming standing under the tree, with a cold and gloomy expression on his face.

Jiang Xiaoran was puzzled.

This guy, is thinking of something unhappy again?

Ye Siming spoke to Gu Nuoer in a very calm tone: "I see, he'd better not leave the capital until I go back and clean him up."

Gu Nuo'er pouted helplessly and muttered, "Then when will you come back? It's getting colder and colder recently, it seems like it's going to snow!"

Listening to her coquettish and coquettish tone, Ye Siming's eyebrows stretched.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the bright moonlight on the ground, smiled with thin lips, and asked in a low voice, "Did you miss me?"

Even at a distance, Gu Nuo'er's pretty white cheeks suddenly turned red!

There was a trace of panic in her big, bright black eyes.

"Brother Siming! You, don't talk nonsense! Can you still have a good chat!"

"I'm worried that the weather is too cold, and you will be frozen on the way back!"

"Hmph, I won't tell you, I..."

The little girl was chattering, and her nervous excuses were suddenly interrupted by Ye Siming.

"But I miss you." The boy's voice was low and sweet, his words were sincere, with a magic that made people's heart beat faster.

Gu Nuo'er's words instantly turned into thousands of stars, shining in her eyes.

She didn't speak, but she felt a lot of sweetness like sugar juice flowing into her heart.

Over there, Ye Siming's magnetic young voice carried a different kind of doting.

"I've been very busy these days. I hardly ever closed my eyes. When I was the most tired, I closed my eyes and I really missed you by my side."

Gu Nuo'er blushed fiercely, her lips opened, and she wanted to say "I miss you too" several times.

But when it comes to the mouth, it is shy and embarrassed to say it.

Finally, the little girl blushed hesitantly, and her eyes were black and clear.

"Then...then we can see you when you come back early, but you have to pay attention to your own safety, as long as you are safe..." Gu Nuoer paused.

"It's okay to watch the second snow."

Ye Siming chuckled: "No, I will rush back as soon as possible, give me another seven days, and Jin will definitely be defeated."

At this moment, a scout came quickly and hurriedly said: "Master Hou! The humble post is located at the position of Sanli Road in the south of Houshan, and found an infantry who was suspected to be in ambush!"

Ye Siming's eyes turned cold, and he comforted Gu Nuoer to go to bed earlier, and the two parted for the time being.

Gu Nuo'er felt empty in her heart. Although she knew that Ye Siming could handle everything, she couldn't help but become anxious when faced with such a situation.

May everything go well!