"Brother Si Ming, I always think this monk brother is very familiar with him, but I can't remember where I met him."
Gu Nuoer said, scratching her confused face with a small hand.
Ye Siming snorted coldly.
It was almost evening, and the sky was dark and gloomy, which was just raining.
Now, the sky is so cloudy.
Gu Nuoer knew that the rain gods usually took tasks to rain here.
Even if she asked for it, the heavy rain would still fall.
Gu Nuoer held Ye Siming's hand and accelerated his pace: "Brother Siming, let's go home soon, it seems that it will rain!"
However, within a moment, a heavy rain suddenly came.
Ye Siming quickly took off his outer robe and covered Gu Nuoer's head.
"Brother Si Ming, you've been buried, what should you do!"
Her big wolf is about to get wet!
Ye Siming said naturally: "I'm not afraid of the cold. If you get sick with freezing, you still have to take care of it."
The raindrops as big as beans fell on the mountain path, causing ripples to the puddles.
Just as he passed by a grass, Gu Nuoer heard a faint meow.
She paused: "There is a cat?"
The little guy followed the sound and walked closer to the grass next to him, and looked over.
It turned out to be a larger bobcat, lying in the bush, its belly was bulging and gasping.
From its hostile and fierce gaze, it was probably about to give birth to a kitten.
Gu Nuoer squatted down to check, and the bobcat felt threatened and groaned, as if he wanted to scare the little guy away.
However, when Ye Siming approached and stood behind Gu Nuoer.
But the bobcat struggled to get up, dragging the first child he was about to give birth, and it seemed that he wanted to run away.
Gu Nuoer quickly pressed it with her little hands: "Be careful, it will hurt the baby!"
Ye Siming frowned slightly: "Don't touch it, if you hurt you."
Gu Nuoer didn't raise her head and kept using her little hands to soothe the bobcat's wet hair.
"It's okay, cat is not afraid. Lying down, Brother Si Ming and I will be with you!"
As she said that, she picked up a few small wooden sticks from the side, inserted them around the grass, and then put Ye Siming's robe on the wooden stick.
Ye Siming even stared at him.
The little thing actually made a simple rain canopy for the bobcat.
She was wet herself to keep the bobcat from the rain?
Ye Siming reopened: "Gu Nuoer, if you are sick, I won't care about you."
The little guy was busy touching the bobcat's stomach and letting her do whatever she wanted, she nodded, and her voice was muted: "Brother Si Ming, we can't ignore it. It's so rainy, it's so dangerous for it to give birth to a kitten here."
Ye Siming pursed his thin lips.
The little thing is really unreasonable.
Could it be that the poor people or animals she saw had to help?
Ye Siming was actually right. In Gu Nuoer's eyes, these were all a small task.
It was raining heavily, and Gu Nuoer's black hair was sticky beside her fair cheeks.
Under her comfort, the bobcat gradually calmed down and no longer struggled to escape.
Just as Gu Nuoer looked at the bobcat intently, she suddenly felt something on her head covering the heavy rain.
She raised her little head and saw that Ye Siming had just taken off the inner layer of clothes, supported her hands, blocking her hair.
And he himself was wearing a white underwear. If he took it off again, he would have nothing left.
Gu Nuoer's eyes flashed. Even though her hair was stuck to her cheeks in a mess, she couldn't help but smile sweetly at Ye Siming: "Brother Siming, you are so nice to the nest!"
Ye Siming looked at her smile and felt a warmth inexplicably.
He turned his eyes away: "I'm afraid you'll be sick and I'll be sorry for you when I'm crying about it."