At this time, Ye Siming stood beside her, lowering his eyes to Gu Nuoer's twinkling eyes.
She seemed a little nervous and scared, and seemed to be tugging at his collar with force, but actually her fingertips were shaking slightly.
Gu Nuoer's beautiful black eyes were also immersed in a hint of impatience and shame.
Ye Siming smiled. He grabbed Gu Nuoer's wrist with his right hand and asked her to gently release her clothes.
"It's not that I can't do it, but now, it won't do it."
He sat up.
Ye Siming turned his head and looked at Lan Ye outside the half-open window, and breathed deeply.
Just to calm yourself down.
Gu Nuoer's white and tender cheeks showed a touch of powder, and she looked at Ye Siming with pouting lips.
After a rustling sound.
Ye Siming was almost calm.
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Just as he was about to turn around, a pair of white and tender arms stepped forward from behind and hugged his shoulders.
Ye Siming's body stiffened, and he looked sideways, and only the white skin can be seen in his eyes.
He felt numb and said a low voice from his thin lips: "Gu Nuoer!"
Gu Nuoer's long eyelashes trembled and his voice buzzed: "It's okay, we've gotten engaged, we don't even say it, it doesn't matter."
Ye Siming pulled her hand away, stood up quickly, and pushed it away for two steps.
His jawline was tense, and there seemed to be a ball of fire in his body.
"Put your clothes."
Gu Nuoer let go of her hands and sat on the bed and was angry: "I won't, either, you can wear it for me."
Ye Siming raised his head and didn't dare to look down.
"I can't do it." He said a little impatient: "Stop making trouble."
The tears that Gu Nuoer had just stopped came out again.
She raised Yingying and asked with tears in her eyes: "Do you dislike me?"
Ye Siming replied quickly, his voice heavy: "Stop talking nonsense!"
"Then look at me." Gu Nuoer stretched out his hand and pulled his sleeve.
Ye Siming was silent for a moment, and Gu Nuoer cried a few times. He couldn't bear it, so he could only look down his eyes and obediently.
It's already winter, and there is no charcoal fire in the room.
Gu Nuoer was so cold that her nose and shoulders were filled with a faint pink.
A faint light of tears gathered in her black and moist eyes.
Gu Nuoer sniffed: "Did you just let me freeze like this?"
She stretched out her hand and lifted her thin shirt upwards, revealing her slender waist.
"You don't want to do anything, then just hold me." Gu Nuoer said.
Ye Siming's eyes were as dark as if a whole ocean of ink was sprinkled.
Deep in his eyes, there was a faint flame rising higher and higher.
It's like his burning mood.
Gu Nuoer looked at Ye Siming for a long time without moving. His throat rolled up and down, and his fist was also tightly clenched, as if he had been extremely hard to suppress.
She blinked innocently: "Si Ming..."
Before the brother could shout out, Ye Siming cursed in a low voice: "Gu Nuoer, you're about to kill me."
After he finished speaking, he had already stepped forward, hugged her, and fell into the mattress together.
Gu Nuoer leaned obediently in his arms, feeling Ye Siming quickly covering the quilt on her.
"You're so hot," she muttered.
Ye Siming had already taken a shower, but just now he had a dripping water on his hair. Now he was steaming a drop of it.
He listened to Gu Nuoer's words as if he was a little gloating, like a kitten scratching his heart.
Ye Siming gritted his teeth and rebuked: "I wish you good luck."
Gu Nuoer smiled secretly.
For some reason, the more Ye Siming refused, the more she became bolder.