Chapter 182 Enemy's Road is Narrow, I Will Always Win
Gu Nuoer blinked, her bright big eyes were pretty and cute.
His little face was round and he was also confused: "He wants to lose his temper, so let him tantrums. It has nothing to do with me!"
After saying that, she took out her brush and a stack of rice paper and arranged it obediently.
"I'm here to attend class well and I won't quarrel with him. Thank you for your reminder."
When the classmate saw that Gu Nuoer was very innocent and cute, he couldn't persuade him anymore, so he had to go back to his seat.
However, everyone in the classroom saw that the brush she brought herself was purple hair.
The pen tip is made of the best wild mountain rabbit's neck and back, and even the pen rod is made of Hotan white jade.
This new little sister must have a very good family background.
However, it will be difficult to meet the second generation ancestor in a while.
Gu Nuoer pinched the ink inkstone with her little hands and began to grind ink for herself.
The little guy worked hard for a long time, but he had to give up because he was too weak.
She turned her head and asked Ye Siming for help: "Brother Siming, please help me~"
Ye Siming looked up and saw that there were several ink sprays on both sides of her cheeks, which seemed to be unknown to Gu Nuoer.
He blinked his big eyes innocently with a little cat's face.
Cute and charming.
Ye Siming pretended to be impatient, stood up and walked to her table, grinding ink quickly.
"Can you wipe the ink from your face clean later?"
Otherwise, he would have wanted to reach out and pinch it.
Gu Nuoer pouted and pressed against a little cat-like face: "Brother Si Ming wipes the nest~"
Ye Siming frowned and hesitated for a moment. He couldn't help it. He reached out and tried to wipe the ink from her face with his thumb.
However, the more you touch it, the darker it becomes!
He suddenly realized that he was holding the ink stone with his right hand and grinding the ink, which naturally rubbed against Gu Nuoer's little face again.
Gu Nuoer saw Ye Siming wiped for a long time, and her thin lips seemed to be pressing down and laughing, but after blinking, she found that he had tightened his face seriously.
The little guy asked suspiciously: "Brother Si Ming, aren't he doing yet? Why are you pinching it all over and over?"
Ye Siming flashed her face and said calmly: "It's not easy to wipe it off. Try it with water later."
Looking at Gu Nuoer's face, his "masterpiece", Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and pressed down the smile that was about to come out of the corner of his lips.
It's quite fun to bully the little guy.
At this moment, a domineering voice came from behind them—
"Who is blocking my uncle's words without opening his eyes? Do you know if this is my uncle's place?"
Gu Nuoer saw Ye Siming's eyes that were still faintly happy just now, and suddenly became cold.
It was like a cold flame that was burning like ice, which was enough to frostbite people.
Gu Nuoer's little tits were full of curiosity: "Is this your place? No one's name is engraved?"
Ye Siming turned sideways and looked back coldly.
And Gu Nuoer also completely saw which arrogant and domineering second-generation ancestor was.
"Huh?" Gu Nuoer blinked his eyes: "It's you, I bought Tangtang's flower-hearted radish!
When the young marquis Jiang Xiaoran heard Gu Nuoer's questioning words, his whole body trembled, and the fear and instinct that arose from his heart reminded him to retreat quickly.
When I saw Ye Siming's cold face and Gu Nuoer's round and bright eyes that seemed innocent but were actually too clever!
Jiang Xiaoran only has three big words in his mind—
I'm finished.
The purse I was cheated of by this three-year-old girl last time was almost empty!
This time, the enemy was narrow and they got offended again!