Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Ye Siming heard the words and raised his eyebrows with a low smile: "Eating people?"

He gestured to lick his lips and frightened the little guy: "If you talk about eating, you've seen it before."

"The little sparrows caught for you in the past, peeled, dried, washed, and roasted on the fire."

Ye Siming lowered his head and sniffed in front of the little guy's pale pink face.

The sweet and mellow wine left behind made her look all the more enticing and delicious.

Gu Nuo'er was really frightened by what he said, and her little body couldn't help trembling.

There should be no difference between grilled sparrow and grilled fish.

She imagined herself miserably tied to a shelf, rolling back and forth, with flames below.

Gu Nuoer snorted and hugged Ye Siming tightly.

"Don't eat me, don't eat me, wolves shouldn't eat fish, you should eat bones!"

Ye Siming was teased by her reaction, and his thin lips let out bursts of pleasant low smiles.

"I gnaw on your bones, isn't it the same?"

Gu Nuo'er's little head shook like a rattle: "No! If you eat me, there will be no other Gu Nuo'er who will be good friends with you."

Ye Siming didn't speak for a long time.

Gu Nuo'er closed her eyes and frowned, for fear that he would suddenly bite herself again.

But he didn't hear Ye Siming's movement for a long time.

She quietly opened one eye to take a peek.

I saw Ye Siming looking at her intently and seriously.

Those unruly narrow eyes were full of feelings she couldn't understand.

"You're right." Ye Siming suddenly said.

His voice was hoarse, and he didn't realize that the two were as intimate as husband and wife.

Ye Siming stretched out his hand and gently brushed the hair that was stuck to one side of her cheek, behind her ear.

"Without you, I won't have a second Gu Nuo'er." The sharpness in his eyes was melted away, replaced by tenderness.

Ye Si looked at her clearly, when the little guy hadn't reacted.

He lowered his head and kissed the soft lips again.

This time, Ye Siming acted very carefully, with ignorant probing.

He could feel his own heartbeat, incredibly fast.

Gu Nuo'er felt that she had posted with close people again.

She blinked, her eyes full of innocence.

She could feel that Ye Siming couldn't help licking her twice when he returned to his relatives.

After a while, he let go of her, and the boy's eyebrows and eyes were dyed with joy, which made the dark eyes add a lot of brilliance like stars.

"Thank you, it's very sweet." Ye Siming whispered.

Gu Nuo'er sat up slowly, tilted her head and wondered, "Why thank you?"

The teenager sat beside her and looked at her pink lips: "You didn't refuse me to kiss you."

He was very satisfied with this way of getting along.

No wonder Jiang Xiaoran kissed him suddenly, it turned out to be such a good experience?

Gu Nuo'er looked suddenly realized, she smiled and waved her hand: "It doesn't matter, because close people can kiss, as Sister Yinxiang said, I can also kiss my parents, my little sisters, my brothers... "

Before she could finish speaking, she felt that Ye Siming's face suddenly turned cold.

It seemed that it was a sunny day just now, but now there are dark clouds, and the thin eyes are full of gloom.

"Who?" he asked coldly.

Gu Nuo'er blinked, and there was a hint of temptation in her smart water eyes: "Well, maybe there are ministers and uncles?"

Ye Siming's eyes were full of thick fire waves.

"You dare." He gritted his teeth.

He dragged the little guy in front of him, but he seemed to be afraid of scaring her, so his voice slowed down, but he couldn't hide his deepness.

"It can only be left to me here, how can you give it to others."