Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Yesiming hurriedly held her in his arms, he didn't know how to deal with this situation.

How to take care of mortal drunk cubs! ?

He looked at Madam Bai helplessly and anxiously: "What should I do now, her forehead is very hot."

Mrs. Bai hurriedly said: "Take the princess to the room in the east courtyard, the one opposite your courtyard. I have already tidy up the house, and now I will let the maid go to cook the sober soup!"

Seeing her running away in a hurry, Ye Siming quickly followed.

Bai Yi froze in place, wanting to help, but there seems to be no place to intervene.

He looked at the unconscious man in black and Butler Wu, and decided that he should detain these two fine works first.

Yesiming tried his best to run as fast and steady as possible, but when the night wind blew, the little guy's booze began to attack gradually.

She looked up at the dark night: "There are so many stars, they turn and turn."

Ye Siming pursed his lips: "There are only two cold stars tonight, you are drunk."

Speaking of this, the little guy seemed very aggrieved. She mumbled and asked, "Brother Siming, am I very fat? I broke the planks, woohoo."

Ye Siming said after a moment of silence, "That wooden board doesn't have eyes, so it deliberately bullied you."

Gu Nuo'er put her dizzy little head on Ye Siming's shoulder.

The feeling of overturning in her stomach is getting stronger and stronger.

Occasionally a long "hic".

In the stomach, it is even more distended.

Gu Nuo'er thought that when a beauty in the palace was pregnant with her little brother, that was the case.

Every time she greeted her mother, she said that she was bloated alone, wanted to burp, and farts a lot!

Gu Nuoer was lying on Ye Siming's shoulders with sadness, and her little hand unconsciously grabbed the placket of his shirt: "Brother Siming, I may be pregnant with a wine baby!"

Ye Siming:…

"Actually, I have a way to make you hangover quickly, listen?"

Gu Nuo'er nodded her head quickly, but found that she was even more dizzy, and lay down again.

Ye Siming pursed his lips and said, "I will shake you upside down and spit it out. I will control the strength."

Gu Nuo'er: "...that nest is still drunk."

Brother Siming can't take care of children at all, hum!

Finally, Ye Siming came to the courtyard that Mrs. Bai said. He kicked open the door and quickly put Gu Nuoer on the bed.

At this time, the little guy's face was already red as if he had been kissed by the sunset.

Only a pair of big eyes, with a blurry light, appear even brighter.

She hummed, trying to relieve the discomfort in her stomach, but she moved on the bed with her little buttocks, to no avail.

Gu Nuo'er was very squeamish. At this moment, there were pearl-like tears in her eyes.

"Brother Siming, I have a stomachache."

Yesiming squinted her eyes, she drank a few gulps, of course she would feel uncomfortable.

Gu Nuo'er rolled from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, but the discomfort could not be relieved.

In the end, the little guy couldn't bear it anymore and waved his little finger secretly.

The painful feeling disappeared in an instant, but unfortunately, the drunkenness is still there.

She sat up in a daze, wrapped in a small quilt, like a zongzi, only showing a small white and delicate face.

Ye Siming poured several glasses of water for her. Seeing that she had not improved at all, he frowned and asked, "Does your stomach still hurt?"

Gu Nuo'er shook her head obediently: "It doesn't hurt, but brother Siming, my clothes are all wet, you have to help me find a skirt to replace."

Ye Siming was startled.

Where did he find this?

Now go outside and grab one and come back, is it too late?