Gu Nuoer looked at him with a bulging face and said Nuonuo: "Brother Si Ming, we won't go to the street today. I'll take you to a place where you can eat Tangtang that doesn't cost money!"
Ye Siming lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Why is this little thing different every time?
The carriage was driving slowly, and finally Gu Nuoer simply stuck out her little butt and fell asleep on Ye Siming's leg without any image.
The little guy didn't know what he dreamed of, and his little body twisted uneasyly in the carriage.
A pair of cute little eyebrows were also frowning tightly, and cold sweat oozed out from the round pink and white cheeks.
"Don't bite my feet, no, it hurts!"
She was talking in her sleep, humming as if she was about to cry.
Ye Siming was about to wake her up, but the little guy suddenly turned around and stuffed his little feet directly into his arms, stepping on his heart.
She was still crying and crying: "Brother Si Ming, you can't bite my feet! Stop talking, are you a big dog?"
Ye Siming was stunned and then gritted his teeth: "Gu Nuoer, who do you think is a dog, don't be more greedy!"
He only bit the little guy's little finger once, but he didn't try much, but left such a deep shadow on her?
He would eat her feet? A joke!
Ye Siming had just finished scolding him angrily, but Gu Nuoer stretched out her body and kicked her!
The little feet that were still stepping on his heart just now had already stepped on Ye Siming's nose.
It was visible to the naked eye, and a irritability that was about to be furious popped up on Ye Siming's forehead.
He stretched out his slender and fair palm and was about to punch Gu Nuoer to make her sober.
Unexpectedly, when Ye Siming grabbed Gu Nuoer's little ankle and lifted her upside down.
But when I saw tears flowing on her face, like a crying sad meat bun.
The little guy was still talking in his sleep: "So you are very hungry... Then, just take a bite... If there are too many, I will lose one toe!"
Ye Siming saw that even if she was upside down, she could still shed so many tears.
What a cute little thing.
After watching for a while, he didn't want to deal with her anymore.
He is a demon god, so why bother with such a gadget that has a lifespan of only a hundred years?
I don’t know how long it took, but Gu Nuoer finally woke up.
She rubbed her big watery eyes with her little hands and looked up—
I saw Ye Siming's beautiful jaw, which was so close to me.
She actually lay in the crook of his legs, not sure how long she had slept.
Ye Siming's face was cold, and I don't know if he was going to be impatient.
Gu Nuoer yawned, with tears on her face: "Brother Si Ming, how long have I slept?"
Ye Siming sneered: "It's already here, I've been waiting for you for a stick of incense. Wipe the tears on your face, otherwise you will be frozen by the cold wind and runny nose. Don't say I don't care about you."
Gu Nuoer said giganticly, picked up Ye Siming's sleeve and wiped his face like a little cat.
When Ye Siming got off the carriage, he thought of what Wanyin said.
He grabbed Gu Nuoer's collar neatly and lifted the little guy down.
The carriage was parked outside the alley of a private house. The decoration was simple and the houses were relatively ordinary.
Gu Nuoer stepped on his feet and counted the room: "The sixth one should be, one...two...three..."
Ye Siming followed her until she stopped in front of the sixth house.
Gu Nuoer knocked on the door with a small hand: "Madam Hu! Madam Hu, I'll come to see you!"