Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Ye Siming picked up the little guy.

As soon as he lifted his boots, he closed the door.

He put the person into the bed and re-covered the quilt.

Gu Nuo'er moved generously into the bed.

She stretched out her little hand and patted it aside: "Brother Siming can also lie down!"

Ye Siming paused, then lowered his cold eyes to look at the little guy's porcelain white face.

Her dark eyes were clear and innocent.

There was a rustling of clothes, and Ye Siming lay beside her.

Gu Nuo'er quickly grabbed a corner of the quilt with her little hand and gently covered it over his stomach.

"My mother said that you should cover your belly when you sleep, or you will catch a cold easily."

After speaking, the little guy took the initiative to hug Ye Siming's arm from under the quilt.

Then she wrote the script to try to get on top of him.

As soon as he lifted his foot, Nai He kicked the sword on Ye Siming's waist.

The hilt is made of black iron, very cold.

The little guy's feet were so cold that he immediately shrank back.

Small pink toes, curled into a delicate appearance like small shells.

"it's too cold!"

Ye Siming didn't even think about it, he removed the sword and put it aside.

He has always been vigilant.

Since Bai Yi gave him the sword, he didn't leave him much.

Always on guard, as if it were a habit that had been cultivated over the years.

But at this moment, he threw away the sword and pressed the little guy under the quilt.

And while tucking the quilt tightly, he asked in a low voice: "If you don't sleep, it will be dawn."

The little guy obediently grabbed his sleeve: "Brother Siming, I'm not too sleepy now, can you tell me a story?"

"What story do you want to hear?"

Gu Nuo'er lowered her eyes and thought for a while.

"Your previous life."

"Before..." Ye Siming's voice was low, with a kind of laziness that was deliberately trying to coax her to sleep.

"I used to be in the Shura realm, and out of boredom, I kept killing people."

Gu Nuo'er's small body trembled and arched into his arms twice.

"kill?"

Ye Siming chuckled and stroked her black hair: "It's not a human, it's a bunch of strange monsters."

"Um...then what?"

"To the end, they made me their king and let me rule the Shura realm, but there were also those who didn't obey, so naturally there would be resistance, so I stepped on the throne after tens of thousands of corpses."

Gu Nuoer suddenly let out a small wow.

"Brother Siming is amazing."

Ye Siming said slowly: "But then I gradually discovered that such days are very boring. There is no sunlight in the Asura Realm."

"Is there a sugar man there?"

The young man sneered: "Naturally not."

Gu Nuoer pouted: "That place is not good."

She grabbed Ye Siming's clothes: "Brother Siming, will you go back there in the future?"

Ye Siming was silent for a moment before answering, "Maybe."

But it depends on when Gu Nuoer leaves him.

He patted the little guy on the back and tightly protected her in the quilt.

Ye Siming spoke intermittently about his life in the Shura realm.

"There is also a monster that looks like a cat. If there is a chance, I can bring it to you to play with."

Ye Siming said that Qiang Qi was like a family pet.

The sleepy Gu Nuo'er nodded: "Okay, then I want him to be friends with Big Miao and Xiao Miao."

The wind and rain outside the window are not knowing when.

All the villages on the top of the mountain were lit with dim yellow lights.

In such a stormy dark night, Gu Nuo'er was well protected in his arms.

Gradually fell asleep.

At this moment, the wooden door was gently knocked a few times.