Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

He also laughed and quibble, showing rotten teeth: "Isn't this looking at the cute little girl and thinking of teasing her."

Yesiming and Gu Nuoer took over the bowl.

The boy coldly pulled the dagger from the table, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, and the ruffian looked scared for a while.

Gu Nuoer pulled Ye Siming to the corner in a hurry.

The little guy has stopped crying, his face is serious.

If it wasn't for the teardrops hanging on her eyelashes, Ye Siming would have thought that seeing her crying just now was an illusion.

Gu Nuoer glanced at the porridge with less rice and more water, and tasted it again.

Her slender eyebrows immediately wrinkled.

Such a thin porridge is like drinking a bowl of water, there is no way to fill the stomach.

Gu Nuoer showed Ye Siming the porridge bowl, and said dissatisfiedly: "If it is distributed to the people like this, it is simply something to fool people! How can you be full?"

The original intention of making porridge in open tents is to feed the poor.

Now? It's just pretending!

Daddy manages all kinds of opportunities every day, but the uncle under the minister neglects to control!

The little guy thought that there were so many poor people, so she was starving and freezing, and her heart was full of anger.

Pink cheeks bulged involuntarily. From the side, it was a mass of white and tender meat.

Yesiming looked at her in a relaxed manner.

This Gu Nuoer is really strange.

Sometimes speaking and doing things, she is no different from a three-year-old girl.

However, when she is inadvertently, she will show a very intelligent appearance.

It doesn't match her age at all.

Just then the middle-aged man came after him.

When he saw Gu Nuoer, he didn't forget to comfort her: "Little girl, don't cry, these people are so unreasonable, but everyone's heart is like a mirror."

Gu Nuo'er looked up at him and asked Ruanuo, "Uncle, what's your name?"

"My surname is Duan, and my name is Hanping. My family lives in Dongtou Alley, where do you live, or should I take you two back first?"

She kept the name in her heart, and handed him the porridge bowl in her hand: "No need for uncle, we can go home by ourselves.

This porridge, uncle will take it back and drink it, we have to go home. Thank you uncle for helping us talk today! "

Speaking, Gu Nuoer asked Ye Siming to give him the porridge as well.

The little guy dragged Ye Siming and ran away, ignoring Duan Hanping's call behind him, the two had already run away.

When she was near the cafe just now, Gu Nuoer said angrily, "These people are too arrogant. When I go back, I will tell Daddy all about it!"

She raised her head and said to Ye Siming, "Brother Siming, let's return this dress now."

Ye Siming was noncommittal.

The two of them arrived at the teahouse and took their clothes first.

But when he entered the east lane, Ye Siming suddenly frowned.

The alley is unusually quiet.

At this time, the snow was still flying, and there was only one road leading to the end, and not a single footprint passed by.

The surrounding doors are all closed.

Ye Si Ming was alert, he stared slightly.

Suddenly she stretched out her hand, took Gu Nuoer in her arms, and walked forward in a half-holding position.

The little guy swayed with his hands and feet, and she looked inexplicable: "Brother Siming, I can walk by myself."

Yesiming stared coldly ahead.

He opened his thin lips slowly, and his tone sounded very lazy: "I'm afraid you will fall again, so hold it safe."