Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows leisurely, and his stern eyebrows were immediately dyed with a layer of playfulness.

"What's the matter, don't you feel pain?"

This way, he has restrained a lot of speed.

But Ye Siming was clear.

Gu Nuo'er is delicate, no matter what, she will feel uncomfortable.

He had a good time, waiting for her to call the baby Xiaoxianggong.

Gu Nuo'er was very stubborn.

The little guy gritted his teeth, pursed his pink lips, and whispered a bad dog hook.

She raised her blushing face, and her black eyes shone, "It doesn't hurt! But it's all at the foot of the village, let's walk over!"

Gu Nuo'er touched the black mane of the war horse: "Xiao Hei is tired!"

Ye Siming pouted and sneered: "It is a war horse known as a thousand-mile fast horse. It once led Lao Bai to flee the enemy country for three days and three nights without stopping. It will not be tired, and it is not as squeamish as you."

Seemingly to echo what Ye Siming said, he sat down on the war horse and raised his head and neighed extremely mightily.

Two majestic front hooves stepped forward.

As if to say: it wants to continue running.

Gu Nuoer puffed out her cheeks and said angrily, "Hmph, Xiao Hei, like brother Siming, wants to bully me, then I'll go down by myself!"

She jumped up and fell to the ground.

This jump is incredible.

I felt that the little meat on the **** was already sore, but this shock made it even more uncomfortable.

It's all because the saddle that Brother Siming puts is too hard!

Gu Nuo'er puffed out her face in dissatisfaction. From Ye Siming's point of view, she looked like an angry little fish, blowing bubbles.

The young man sat high on the back of a horse and couldn't help raising his smiling eyebrows.

"If you're uncomfortable, just say it and I'll hug you."

Gu Nuo'er glanced at him with big water eyes.

She murmured softly, "Hmph, brother Siming is quite generous now."

The little guy raised his white neck and proudly said, "I'll go by myself!"

She took small steps and went to Qingxi Village.

Ye Siming was not in a hurry, just sat on the horse and followed her slowly.

Under the excellent sunlight, the green trees and the flowers in the mountains complement each other.

A cute little girl with ice and snow, wearing a splendid dress and a small fringe on her head, walking at an unhappy pace.

On a small face, the delicate and rosy cheeks were kissed by the sun, and the skin was like water tofu, exuding a lovely rosy look.

The pair of grape eyes under the thin eyebrows are like two clear pools of water.

But the little guy puffed out his cheeks and looked a little angry.

And the young man riding a horse next to him had a jade crown with his hair tied, and his brown robe was dazzling like bronzing.

He was tall and straight, with a hint of pleasure on his brows.

Ye Siming's eyes turned to the little guy beside him from time to time.

He was waiting for her to speak.

Qin Song and a group of people followed behind, watching this scene, it looked like a painting.

The breeze blew between them, bringing a wonderful feeling of extreme comfort.

Their Marquis, by the side of Yaoguang's little princess, seems to always be able to calm down all the violence.

Become a thorough, patient person.

Gu Nuo'er walked for a while, but she couldn't move anymore.

Both calves are sore.

She stopped and looked up at Ye Siming.

At first he looked at him with big, pitiful eyes, but said nothing.

Usually, at such times, Ye Siming would compromise.

However, this time, Ye Siming turned his eyes away from her.

It would not be hit by the weak and pitiful glances in Gu Nuo'er's eyes.

Gu Nuo'er stomped her feet angrily: "Humph!"