Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Finally, when the painting is done.

In one picture, more than a dozen smiling faces are full of sunshine and warmth.

Only the two people standing in the middle and the front pull each other.

It was clearly a resigned expression, but her eyes were only looking at each other.

Beside them, there was a Jiang Xiaoran who reluctantly put his head close and pretended to be a threesome.

After the painting was completed, Ye Siming took a look, raised his thin lips, and said, "I'm barely satisfied."

He turned his head to look at Gu Nuo'er's bulging milk powder-colored smiling face, and his smile became even better than before.

The little guy clenched his little fist.

Brother Siming bullied her!

Hey, see how she bullies her back!

In the evening, the class ends.

Ye Siming said to Gu Nuoer rarely: "You go to the carriage outside and wait for me, I'll do something, come back soon."

"Hmm, great."

Gu Nuoer watched Ye Siming go out.

Her delicate pink lips smiled a sly arc.

Zhengchou couldn't find a chance to bully Brother Siming!

Look at her deliberately disappearing this time, pretending to disappear, what will he do!

The little guy made up his mind and ran out with his little feet.

At this time, painter Dai was packing his things in the house where the teachers rested.

The "family portrait" was spread on the table by him, drying the ink.

Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind blowing behind him.

Dai painter turned around in confusion, the room was empty.

He couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, feeling that he was too much.

And he didn't notice it at all.

On the painting that was spread out, there were five words written on the corner of Gu Nuoer's skirt—

The people of Ye Siming.

Ye Siming is in a good mood.

No matter how many years this painting will last.

At least this moment, he marked Gu Nuoer with his own mark.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoran happened to come out of the classroom and ran into Ye Siming.

Surprisingly, Ye Siming greeted him: "Let's go."

As he spoke, he passed by.

Jiang Xiaoran was stunned, as if petrified.

It took him a long time to look back at Ye Siming's leaving back.

Jiang Xiaoran pinched his face fiercely.

"I heard it right, who took Ye Siming's home?! Today, you are so kind, and you know how to say hello to me?"

Jiang Xiaoran seemed to be inspired.

He hurried forward.

"Si Ming, if you're okay tonight, you can go to Hualou with me, hehe, I heard that there's a new Orchid there, her figure is tsk..."

"Roll."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Siming replied with one word.

Then left without giving Jiang Xiaoran a glance.

Jiang Xiaoran breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, it's still the same Ye Siming, no change."

Ye Siming walked to the door, Chen Yin picked up the curtain for him, and asked with some doubts: "Master, won't Her Royal Highness go back with us?"

Ye Siming was startled and frowned coldly: "I asked her to come out first, but she didn't come?"

Chen Yin was also surprised: "No, my subordinates have been here all the time, and I haven't seen the princess."

Yesiming's eyes turned cold, and he looked back at the National Academy.

…

Gu Nuo'er originally thought, find a carriage to hide, wait until it's almost time, then go down, and run to Ye Siming to scare him.

I didn't expect that, after I indented into a carriage, I found that there were ice stoves burning all around.

Isolate all the heat.

The little guy felt comfortable, leaning against the corner, thinking about lying down for a while, but fell asleep unexpectedly.

When she noticed the slight shaking of the carriage and woke up, it was half an hour later.

Gu Nuoer subconsciously looked out of the car window, the fluttering curtain showed the starry night.

A caring voice came from beside her—

"Noir, are you awake?"