As she said that, she moved her calves, and before Ye Siming could react, she climbed onto his back with her hands and feet.
Ye Siming was shocked: "What are you doing?!"
Gu Nuoer pointed forward with her little hand: "Brother Siming, carry me to your room to hide from the rain! Aunt Bai said it will take a while to finish cooking."
Ye Siming's eyes were cold: "You are really rude."
He didn't hesitate, just grabbed Gu Nuoer's calf and took her running into the rain.
What Gu Nuoer didn't expect was that Ye Siming was so fast!
The wind whistled in my ears.
The light rain suddenly hit her face, and she covered Ye Siming's head with her small hands to reduce the intrusion of the rain on him.
Ye Siming felt that this little thing was as light as a feather when carried on his back.
The scent of milk came from her body.
Ye Siming couldn't help but grind his teeth.
What a little guy who is still young and looks very delicious.
When they arrived at the corridor, Ye Siming put Gu Nuoer down.
The little man's hair was stained with raindrops, his fair cheeks were rosy, and he looked at him with a pair of glass-like eyes.
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows in confusion: "What else are you looking at me for?"
Gu Nuoer Nuo Nuo said: "My mother said that you can't just enter the room without others' permission. It's rude!"
Ye Siming frowned, his long eyes showing impatience. He opened the door directly and gave Gu Nuoer two words: "Go in."
This tone sounded like the big bad wolf was luring the little girl into a man-eating cave.
But Gu Nuoer skipped into the house happily.
The little guy looked around and saw that the room was fully furnished, including pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and shelves full of books, which all showed that Bai Yi and his wife had carefully cultivated Ye Siming.
She saw the cold breakfast on the table and said sincerely: "Brother Siming, Uncle Bai and Aunt Bai are so kind to you!"
Ye Siming sat down on the chair, his posture looked a bit young and romantic, his eyebrows were unruly and cold.
He hummed casually: "They are good people."
This is the truth.
Gu Nuoer became interested, climbed up on the chair, took a brush with her little hand, dipped it in ink twice, and wrote three words on the rice paper -
Ye Siming.
The young man came over and paused for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "My name?"
Gu Nuoer was surprised: "Brother Siming, you know how to read!"
Ye Siming looked at her coldly: "Who wouldn't recognize my name?"
Gu Nuoer immediately wrote her name next to his with a pen.
Ye Siming looked at it and said after a while: "Your handwriting is not good-looking."
It was the first time that Gu Nuoer was so openly disliked by someone!
She puffed up her little face and said angrily: "Brother Siming may not be able to write very well. Nuobao is still young. When I am four years old, I will write beautiful handwriting for you to see!"
Ye Siming curled his lips and smiled, snorting coldly: "Child."
At this moment, Gu Nuoer's stomach made a growling sound.
She is hungry...
The little guy looked longingly at Ye Siming...somewhere below his neck.
Ye Siming frowned: "What's wrong?"
"Brother Siming," Gu Nuoer asked seriously: "I want to drink milk, do you have it?"
Ye Siming almost overturned the table.
He angrily shouted: "How could I have! You can't be like this -!"
Ye Siming's ears suddenly turned red.
The little man who was attacked suddenly dropped his mouth, feeling weak, pitiful and aggrieved, and tears began to accumulate in his clear eyes.
"Woo, brother Siming, you are so fierce, I'm hungry!"
After saying that, Gu Nuoer jumped directly into Ye Siming's arms, hugged his neck with her little hands, and wanted to act coquettishly.
This is Concubine Qiao's usual method when she doesn't let her eat too much.