Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

When they got to the carriage, Gu Nuoer covered her stomach with her little hands and hummed like a kitten.

When the carriage drove away from Prince Xuan's residence, she sat up with a grunt.

She blinked her big watery eyes, and wiped away the tears she had just squeezed out with her small hands.

"Hey~ I finally left Liao, and I won't come again next time!" The little guy leaned back against Ye Siming's arms and sighed with a small milk voice.

Ye Siming had a worried look on his face: "You pretended?"

Gu Nuo'er looked up at him, her glazed eyes full of little pride.

"It's acridine, who told Uncle Xuan and the others to bully Brother Si Ming all the time."

Saying that, she stood up from Ye Siming's arms and put her hands on her hips, imitating King Xuan's questioning.

"It's so annoying to ask questions! The most annoying thing is that they also drink alcohol. Hmph, Ben Nuobao has seen many such occasions, but in the name of inviting me to dinner, it's just a matter of winning."

Gu Nuo'er rushed over, put her small hand around Ye Siming's neck, and touched the top of his hair.

"Brother Siming, don't worry, no one can bully you with me here."

Because of her touch, Ye Siming couldn't help laughing: "Bullying me?"

In the eyes of the little things, is he still someone who needs protection?

Seeing Gu Nuoer nodding innocently, Ye Siming pursed his lips and smiled.

She said yes, that is.

Ye Siming wrapped his arms around Gu Nuo'er's waist to prevent her from falling when the carriage shook.

He closed his eyes and frowned: "They made me drink several glasses of wine, and now I feel dizzy."

Gu Nuo'er opened her eyes like black pearls: "I'll rub the nest for you!"

Ye Siming raised his head contentedly, feeling the little guy's two soft hands gently pressing his temples.

Gu Nuo'er pouted, with a distressed look in the bottom of her eyes: "Linzhou kindly invited us to the manor for dinner, but as a result, it was impossible to prevent the complicated thoughts of adults."

Hearing this, Ye Siming half-squinted his eyes, the moonlight inside was as cool as water.

"Do you think Yun Linzhou doesn't know?"

Gu Nuo'er tilted her head: "Well...Linzhou looks stupid, even if he knows, he must not understand what it means!"

Ye Siming's thin lips pulled out a faint grin.

When Yun Linzhou anxiously called Gu Nuo'er's name, his expression didn't look like an ignorant fool.

Gu Nuo'er said in a stern voice, "However, after my frightening, I think Uncle Xuan Wang and the others will not dare to invite us casually. That's fine, it will save Brother Siming trouble!"

Ye Siming sat on his knees, Gu Nuoer stood in front of him, and the two were very close.

He simply rested his chin on the little guy's shoulder.

Said in a lazy voice: "I am not afraid of trouble."

If you're not happy, just kill one.

Happy, kill a pair.

Gu Nuo'er's soft voice came: "I know acridine, but I am afraid that Brother Siming will be sad."

"Why are you sad?"

"Well, when I was two years old, everyone knew that my father loved me, so some ministers and uncles were very kind to me, but Noble knew that they were all to please my father."

The little guy said in a light tone: "I was still young at that time. After finding out about this, I was very sad, because I thought everyone liked me because Noble was cute!"

So if Brother Siming finds out that everyone wants to win him over to be friends with him, he will definitely be sad.

That's what the little guy thinks.

However, Ye Siming, who rested his chin on her shoulder, let out a low laugh.

"It seems that they are not as sincere as I am."

"Really what?"

"nothing."