Gu Nuoer sniffed, and as expected, she stopped crying and sat there waiting for him.
Ye Siming seemed very satisfied with her reaction.
He quickly took care of the sparrows, and Gu Nuoer didn't even see where he got the firewood.
Ye Siming put the wood on the porch, lit it with flints, skewered the sparrows with a long sword and roasted them on the fire.
Gu Nuoer soon smelled the aroma of meat.
When Ye Siming pulled the clothes off her head, Gu Nuoer immediately saw the sparrows roasted on the match, exuding a fragrant smell.
She moved her little mouth and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Ye Siming's hands had been cleaned at some point, and there was no trace of blood at all.
He pulled Gu Nuoer up from the ground and took her to the matches.
Immediately afterwards, as if he was not afraid of being burned, he brought the sword with the sparrow on it closer and directly tore off a piece of meat with his long fingers.
The fragrant sparrow meat was handed to Gu Nuoer's lips.
The little one was still thinking about the bloody scene just now. Even though her stomach was already singing about the empty city plan, she still had a white face and silently shook her head.
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows: "You really don't want to eat? Aren't you hungry?"
Gu Nuoer's little voice said with a hint of grunt: "But the little sparrow is so pitiful..."
Yesi Ming smiled, then ignored her and sat down on his knees next to Gu Nuoer.
The young man crossed his long legs and threw the torn sparrow meat into his mouth.
After tasting it, he said: "Not only is it pitiful, it is also delicious and fragrant."
Yesiming ate with gusto, and Gu Nuoer's belly made a hungry sound again.
In the end, Gu Nuoer couldn't help it, and turned her little head eagerly, looking at the meat in Ye Siming's hand.
The young man felt the eager gaze of the little milk bag and sneered: "Do you want to eat? I will only ask once. If you don't want to eat, I will finish it."
Gu Nuoer pursed her petal-like lips and replied softly: "Yes~ah~"
She opened her mouth obediently.
Ye Siming tore off a piece of sparrow meat, blew on it, and put it into her mouth.
His fingertips touched Gu Nuoer's lips, and for a moment it felt like being licked by a soft ball.
Ye Siming was a little stunned and quickly retracted his hand.
The sparrow meat is roasted fragrantly, charred on the outside and tender on the inside. When you take a bite, the meat juices flow out.
Gu Nuoer's face was still stained with tears, but her expression was completely happy.
"Wow, what a great time!" She looked at Ye Siming: "Brother Siming, I still want Nuobao."
Yesiming laughed twice: "Don't you want to eat? You're so stubborn!"
He pulled off the sparrow's legs and handed them to Gu Nuo'er. The little guy held them in his two little hands and his lips were oily from eating them.
Ye Siming bit the sparrow's frame until it made a squeaking sound.
One big and one small, sitting on the porch, listening to the rain falling and eating delicious bird meat.
The yard is full of quiet beauty.
Behind the hanging flower door not far away, two heads were stacked on top of each other, and their bodies were hidden behind the door, quietly peeking at Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer.
Mrs. Bai suppressed her excitement: "Mr. Sir, this is the first time the sun has hit the west. Siming didn't sleep until dusk today!"
General Bai Yi nodded thoughtfully: "Although he treats our house as a wilderness and kills birds and warms himself in the yard, I still want to tell him that he can reach the kitchen just a few steps out of the yard."
Mrs. Bai looked at him angrily: "Si Ming has been very lonely since he came to our house. He has always been alone. Now he can communicate with the little princess smoothly. Isn't this a good thing?
I think this kid is pitiful. If he could become happy, I would have no objection to burning the yard down!"