Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

The next moment, Gu Nuo'er couldn't help but puffed up her pink face, a little frustrated.

"I'm too meaty, so the ladder is overwhelmed..."

Yesiming frowned: "The facilities here are already old, and it's really dangerous for you to run and climb around."

Kongjue heard the sound, and hurriedly ran out to check: "Is the little donor okay?"

Counting around them, there were pastry crumbs on their faces, they comforted Gu Nuoer and said, "This ladder was broken once before, and Master took mud and pasted it again. Step on."

Gu Nuo'er scratched the tip of her nose with her little hand, and winked pitifully: "Nuobao is kind, and wants to help brother monk paste the roof."

Ye Siming took a deep breath and looked at the desire on the little guy's round white face.

He had no choice but to put the little man on the ground.

That's all, he'll help the little thing again, and it's not the first time he's cocked her anyway.

Yesiming turned his head and asked Kongjue coldly: "Where are the tools for repairing the roof?"

Kongjue blankly pointed to the corner: "There."

Yesiming walked over, picked up the tools, even the ladder was useless, and with a little effort, he flew up to the roof.

One of the best: "Wow!"

Gu Nuoer proudly put her hands on her hips and showed off her milky voice: "Amazing? This is my brother!"

Although Ye Siming has never learned how to repair a roof, he has seen Bai Yi tidy up a stable.

It must be the same thing.

He sneered while tearing the old tiles.

Zen old man, you are considered a blessing, and I will repair the tiles for you to protect you from the rain.

If Gu Nuoer wants to help, he doesn't care.

"Brother Siming~" Gu Nuo'er put her small hands on her lips, and Nuo Nuo called out, "What can I do to help you?"

"Sit there and wait for me."

"Good!"

Afterwards, Kongjue saw that Gu Nuoer really moved a small stool by himself, and sat in the courtyard, blinking her big eyes and waiting for Ye Siming.

Kongjue was afraid of thirsty sister, so he brought a cup of hot tea just brewed.

The little guy took a sip and stuck his tongue out bitterly.

A pink face is wrinkled together!

"Brother monk, it's so bitter!"

Seeing this, Kongjue couldn't help being amused by her cute appearance.

Yesiming devoted herself to helping the house, and Gu Nuoer talked to Kongjue.

"The little benefactor will not come next time. The road in the mountains is long and the road is not easy to walk."

Gu Nuoer smiled: "Idle is also idle, and my brother Siming needs to go out often to get some air!"

At this moment, one of the best points to the sky: "It's cloudy again, it's going to rain soon!"

Gu Nuoer looked up.

It was just a cold windy day, and now there are some dark clouds.

A thick cloud is being blown from the other side.

Presumably, it will be a pouring rain.

Kongjue said to Ye Siming: "Donor, please come down! It's going to rain soon, the roof is slippery and unsafe."

Ye Siming said, "It's alright, it'll be over soon."

Gu Nuoer fluttered her long eyelashes, and her eyes were sparkling.

She made a small wish in her heart—

Brothers and sisters of the Rain God, don't drown Brother Siming!

After a while, the clouds gradually receded, although the sky was still dark and dim, and even the wind became less.

Gu Nuoer laughed suddenly, her voice sweet: "Brother Siming, don't worry, just watch it for a while, it won't rain!"

One of the best scratched her bald forehead: "Strange..."

This rain cloud goes really fast.