The 11th prince came back from a tour last year and found that his sister, the size of a carrot head, had now become a delicate girl.
As a result of the difference between men and women, he regretted that when his sister was young, he did not often stay in the capital.
I still want to hold my sister to play, but now it seems that it is a luxury!
Gu Zihe knew that Gu Nuoer had a personal guard, Yongyehou.
But now she and Yongyehou are both young boys and girls who are just young, so how can they get so close to each other!
Gu Zihe waved his hands to the side and signaled: "Will it be better to stand a little bit apart?"
Gu Nuoer's beautiful eyes were wide open, and her pretty white and tender face was filled with anger.
She stamped her feet: "Brother! Are you still drawing? I'll ask you to help me. Why do you love chanting scriptures more than Brother Seven?"
The seventh prince woke up and was knocking on wooden fish in the temple, and suddenly sneezes.
Gu Nuoer hugged Ye Siming's arms tighter.
She hummed: "Just draw like this, brother, I'm going to be unhappy!"
Gu Zihe hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, it depends on you."
Gu Nuoer spread a sweet smile and leaned her head against Ye Siming's shoulder again.
The boy's body was slightly stiff, and the slender knuckles on his side were involuntarily tightened slightly and clenched his fists loosely.
His eyes were as sharp as a torch, and he looked straight ahead with a cold look, as if he had a look at the delicate beauty beside him, which was all blasphemy.
Gu Nuoer noticed that he was a little uncomfortable and looked at him: "Huh? Brother Si Ming, why don't you laugh? If you look cold when you draw it, the beautiful lady will definitely worry about whether you are happy or not."
She walked to Ye Siming, stretched out her pink and slender fingertips, poked the corner of Ye Siming's lips one left and one right, and then pulled up mischievously.
Ye Siming was "forced" to show a smile.
Although the long eyebrows are cold and the black eyes are faint, the lower half of the face is smiling.
Gu Nuoer blinked, looked at this somewhat unharmonious expression and chuckled.
Ye Siming cut his teeth slightly: "Gu Nuoer... let go."
The little girl seemed to have not heard it.
Her tender fingers touched Ye Siming's tiger teeth.
"Well, Brother Si Ming, your tiger teeth are a little sharp!" Gu Nuoer pressed it symbolically twice, subconsciously saying: "It's a bit like..."
Those puppies hooked.
Ye Siming raised his cold eyebrows, darkness and danger surging in his eyes.
He grabbed the little girl's hand and pulled it away, his tone with a strange tone: "What do you think?"
Gu Nuoer looked at him, and the little girl smiled innocently: "It looks like... I can't remember it all at once!"
Ye Siming sneered.
If she said that, he wouldn't mind letting her know that there was still a difference between a dog and a wolf.
Ye Siming took the opportunity to pull the little girl in front of her and let her back half lean against her. Her current posture was even closer to each other than just now.
He looked at the eleventh prince: "Draw it."
Gu Zihe was drawing lines just now, but when he heard the words, he raised his head again and saw that the two of them had changed positions.
Just now, Gu Nuoer hugged Ye Siming's arm and leaned on his shoulder.
This time, Ye Siming half protects Gu Nuoer, and the little girl leans almost all her body in his arms.
The most important thing is that the two people clasped their hands tightly, but neither of them seemed to feel that there was any problem!
Gu Zihe stared at his eyes and watched his sister and Yongye Hou intertwined with each other.
No matter how good the relationship is, you can't be so close!