Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

The male tiger expressed his admiration: "But if those Taoist priests find out..."

Ye Siming's eyes were sharp and cold: "Then let them have the banquet."

"What seat?" The male tiger was puzzled.

Ye Siming sneered: "Their funeral seats."

This surprised the male and female tigers.

They can sense that the big monster in front of them has unpredictable mana.

But no matter how powerful the monster is, how can it deal with so many Taoist priests?

But instead, they thought that the woman next to the Lord Monster possessed immortal skills.

It must be a heir of the righteous way, or a noble person who has been taught by the gods.

In this way, they were no longer worried about Ye Siming.

Ye Siming carried the fifteenth prince on his shoulders, and Gu Nuoer hugged the sleepy Wuwu. After bidding farewell to the two tiger demons, they returned home.

Put the fifteen princes in the guest room to rest, and let Zhu Wu watch from outside.

After thinking about it, Gu Nuoer still told Ye Siming about the female Taoist priest breaking into her home that night.

Ye Siming's brows furrowed deeply.

There was also a cold killing intent in the thin eyes.

"Even the mountain gods dare not enter my territory easily. What is she?" Ye Siming was very annoyed.

What's more, it turned out to be when he was not at home and Gu Nuoer was alone.

Just thinking about it made Ye Siming feel unbearable.

If they were a group of Taoist priests who broke into his house, how would his baby cope with it?

Ye Siming thought of this, stood up, took the broken sword, and was about to go out.

Gu Nuoer held his hand: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to kill them all right now." Ye Siming's eyes glowed with a ghostly fire.

Gu Nuoer hugged his waist directly from behind.

"I don't allow you to go," she said softly, "Although these Taoist priests are ruthless and unreasonable, if brother Siming kills them, he will bear the blood debt."

Gu Nuoer blinked her long eyelashes and said: "We have many ways to drive them away, there is no need to kill people."

"After all, we have to accumulate blessings for our children, right?"

Hearing the word child, the flames of anger in Ye Siming's eyes were extinguished.

He turned around and looked at Gu Nuoer: "Child?"

Ye Siming bent down hastily, and put his ear on Gu Nuoer's flat belly to listen.

Nothing at all.

Gu Nuoer was amused by his reaction.

"What are you doing, I mean, in the future, we will always have children."

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, and there was a meaningful smile between his unruly brows.

"It's been so long and there's no movement. It seems that I didn't work hard enough for my husband."

He hugged Gu Nuo'er horizontally: "Then try again."

Gu Nuo'er was placed in the embroidered quilt by him, her cheeks were slightly hot.

"I don't want it! Brother Fifteen still lives at home."

"His house is in the back mountain, so far away from us."

Gu Nuoer has thoroughly learned Ye Siming's obsessive skills after marriage.

He is like a tireless little dog, even if he smells the fragrance of her hair, he will ignite the fire in his dark thin eyes.

Inside the house, the tug-of-war between Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming began.

At this moment, several rays of light rushed from the sky into the yard.

Ye Siming was pressing Gu Nuoer's waist to prevent her from running.

Hearing this slight movement, he immediately raised his handsome eyebrows.

"You go to bed first, Qiongqi and the others are back, I'll go and see." Ye Siming lowered his head and kissed Gu Nuoer's forehead, then resolutely went to bed.

Gu Nuo'er sat up covering her heart with the quilt, the bead hairpin on her hair had just been removed by Ye Siming.

At this moment, the blue hair hangs down her fair shoulders, making her look even more pitiful and lovable.

Gu Nuoer curiously said: "I'll go with you, they've been gone for so long, I still don't know what they're doing!"