She only weakly raised a milky white hand and gently touched Ye Siming's head.
The action was like comforting a big dog.
"Brother Cheeseming, I will never run around again in the future. I will send you four!"
The girl's voice was slim and she was crying because of abdominal pain. She felt aggrieved, her mouth was not clear, and she even heard her breasts and her voice was so slight.
She didn't forget to raise three soft little fingers to express her determination.
However, after the severe abdominal pain just passed, the little guy became very weak.
It's not easy to use mana in front of Ye Siming.
The look of her pouting and trying to cry but holding back makes Ye Siming feel extremely distressed when he sees it.
Mortals are really too fragile, especially Gu Nuoer.
He was a little guilty.
Just now, it was probably too fierce.
He slowly bowed his head, gently pressed his face and lips to the intersection of Gu Nuoer's neck and shoulders.
Ye Siming's movements were very gentle and comforted.
He slightly rubbed the soft flesh on her shoulder with the tip of his nose, smelling the sweet and soft milky fragrance.
"Does it still hurt, huh?"
Gu Nuoer wiped tears with her hands, her eyes were big, and she was washed by tears, making her look even more red.
She shook her head, her little breasts were still a little hoarse.
"Brother Si Ming, hug ~ we are still good friends~"
Ye Siming turned her over easily, hugged her in his arms, and gently pressed her slender palm on her little belly.
Gu Nuoer felt comfortable and sleepy after a while.
Finally, the little guy's pink little fingers grabbed Ye Siming's clothes.
In a way that was very dependent on attachment, he leaned tightly in his arms.
Until now, the stone in Ye Siming's heart seemed to have suddenly fallen to the ground.
It turned out that he thought the most secure thing was that someone would deliver the cooked food to the room every day.
For example, Mrs. Bai took care of him like that.
Now, he seemed to understand something.
The most stable feeling is that Gu Nuoer is sleeping soundly in his arms.
She trusted him very much.
Ye Siming lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the little man's sleeping face.
He chuckled softly.
Suddenly, a hint of gentleness appeared in Qingling's cold eyes.
...
Early in the morning, Jiang Xiaoran walked out of the mansion with his hands behind his back.
When the Chinese Academy of Sciences is not in class, he either invites friends to drink everywhere or choose to choose toys to enjoy at the flower and bird market.
That day, he was stopped by a figure as soon as he left the mansion.
Jiang Xiaoran looked at the person in front of him. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the sky again.
He said in great confusion: "The sun did not hit the west, so I was dazzled by the way, how could I see Si Ming standing in front of me?"
Ye Siming turned cold and looked at the fool: "It's me."
Jiang Xiaoran was surprised: "You! You actually came to me on your own initiative! It's still so early! I'm not dreaming!"
His whimper made Ye Siming frown quietly.
"Don't be so noisy. Last time you said that there is a summer resort in the suburbs of Beijing. What's the scenery there? Is it beautiful?"
When Jiang Xiaoran heard this, he immediately became energetic.
"That's more important! The recommended place by Mr. Benjiang must be a great place with beautiful scenery and unique gameplay. How about it, do you want to go?"
Ye Siming pursed his lips and nodded after a moment.
"When will you go?"
"Now! I'll arrange a carriage and we can leave at any time!"
Ye Siming said in a deep voice: "No need, take my carriage. I will go to the palace to pick up Gu Nuoer in a while."