When he arrived at the outside room, Qiao Xiuli said to Ye Siming: "Mr. Marquis, let's go and do it first, I'll give it to my sister."
Ye Siming said silently without thinking, "The snow is too heavy, she won't leave tonight."
Qiao Xiuli frowned in confusion: "Don't there be a carriage?"
“The road is frozen and the carriage is not safe.
She's sleeping here tonight, I've already arranged it."
After Ye Siming finished speaking, he held Gu Nuoer's wrist with one hand.
"We'll go and give Li Xingzu a wooden sword, and I promised to reward him."
There was a faint darkness in his long eyes.
As if he was afraid that Gu Nuoer would refuse.
Unexpectedly, Gu Nuoer held his finger with his backhand.
"Let's go now!"
She looked at Qiao Xiuli, narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly: "Cousin, it doesn't matter, you go back first."
"Today, the little boy Li Xingzu made great contributions, and Brother Si Ming and I are going to see him."
When Qiao Xiuli heard Gu Nuoer say this, he had to nod.
After Qiao Xiu left, Gu Nuoer blinked and looked at Ye Siming.
"Brother Si Ming, where is Li Xingzu now?"
Ye Siming's tone was indifferent: "I asked Qin Song to lead him to see the war horses."
Gu Nuoer smiled sweetly: "Li Xingzu's dream is to be a general and be able to touch the good horses that have been on the battlefield. He must be very happy. Let's go, let's see him!"
She held Ye Siming's fingertips and walked away.
However, Gu Nuoer found that she did not pull him.
The girl looked back and saw Ye Siming standing there, her black eyes deep and her thin lips tightly pursed.
Gu Nuoer blinked: "What's wrong?"
Ye Siming silted: "Your cloak was not taken."
Gu Nuoer paused.
Only then did she remember that she had just put her cloak on Gu Zibei.
"Then wait, I'll take it out."
Gu Nuoer lifted up the hem of her skirt and was about to walk back.
Ye Siming held his tender thin wrist with his backhand.
The two looked at each other.
Gu Nuoer blinked her round black eyes, and Yingbai's little face became confused: "Hmm?"
Ye Siming lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Don't go, wear mine."
He handed the umbrella to Gu Nuoer's palm first, then took off his cloak and put it on her.
The snow particles hit the umbrella, making a rustling sound.
Gu Nuoer looked at Ye Si's bright eyes and his slender fingers tightened her cloak.
Her curled black eyelashes blinked: "Brother Si Ming..."
Suddenly, she raised her hand and held Ye Siming's cheeks on both sides, forcing him to look up at him.
The girl's eyes were bright: "Why are you unhappy!"
Ye Siming let her hold it, her long eyes were ink-colored, and all the reflections in her eyes were her.
"What should you do if you gave him your cloak and you were frozen?"
His tone was low.
Gu Nuoer had a beautiful face and a sweet smile in her mouth: "I have you!"
Ye Siming pursed his lips tightly, and his throat rolled up and down: "I haven't worn your cloak yet, but he has it."
Gu Nuoer was stunned and immediately took off his cloak from his body.
Ye Siming immediately frowned: "I don't mean that."
He wanted to hold her hand.
But Gu Nuoer avoided it.
She raised her hand and covered his left shoulder with a big cloak.
Then, Gu Nuoer hugged his arm, and the right side of the cloak was draped on her shoulders at the other end.
Now, the bodies of the two were gathered in the same cloak.
Ye Siming was stunned.
"Now, I've put on a cloak for you, and we don't have to suffer from the cold!"
"Compared to my brother, I would rather squeeze under the same cloak with Brother Si Ming."
Gu Nuoer smiled brightly at him.
Her black eyes were rippling, as clear as the blue waves.
The little bit of neglected loneliness in Ye Siming's heart was completely gone.
Gu Nuoer always has a way to make him willing, let him have no regrets, and let him...
My heart is boiling.
His deep eyes were lingering, looking at her charming lips.