Ye Siming sneered: "I was reading it when they were drawing just now. It was not very difficult, I felt like I learned it."
He lowered his eyes and looked at the pretty little guy beside him with a round face.
Ye Siming couldn't help but reach out and scrape the tip of her nose.
"Would I do the rest?"
Gu Nuoer puffed up her cheeks and was not willing to be outdone: "I don't want it! This is for my father, and I have to work hard too!"
She waved her little fingers and directed: "Brother Si Ming, go to the opposite side and fill in the clothes of my grandmother. It's a royal blue color, and the inner collar needs a shisha color!"
The color materials have been adjusted by the officials just now and are placed aside, so it is not difficult.
Ye Siming walked to the opposite side of Gu Nuoer, and he raised his long eyes slightly and saw the little guy who was carefully smearing the small wooden sword.
Her head lowered her face made her look like she was pouting, making her even more round and cute.
Ye Siming licked his thin lips.
He was thinking, will she cry if she bite her face gently?
Gu Nuoer probably saw that Ye Siming had not moved yet.
She raised her head, and under her thin eyebrows, her big, wavy eyes were filled with innocence.
"Brother Si Ming, you should start soon!"
Ye Siming calmed down and lowered his head to start filling in the color.
Maybe he knew that Gu Nuoer was coming, and the manager of the library was guarding the door and did not let others come in to disturb him.
In the hall, there was only the quiet rustling sound of brush falling on paper.
The excellent spring sunlight pours in from the window and falls on the teenagers and little people, forming a special "painting".
He sat upright, his eyebrows were cold and unruly, but his expression was focused on his pen.
Gu Nuoer was half lying on the table, painting the Queen's shoes.
I don’t know how long it took, Ye Siming completed the task assigned by Gu Nuoer to him.
But when he raised his head, he found that Gu Nuoer had fallen asleep on the table at some point!
Ye Siming was stunned and chuckled immediately.
He was very quiet: "Is he asleep?"
At this moment, a butterfly flew in from the window behind him.
It flapped its wings and flew around the table. After a while, it landed in Gu Nuoer's hair.
Ye Siming frowned slightly.
Will this affect the little thing sleeping?
He slowly stretched out his hand, just about to drive it away.
The butterfly soared by itself, but the next second it stopped on the back of Gu Nuoer's hand!
Ye Siming narrowed his eyes, stretched out his palm, quickly covering the butterfly.
Who would have thought that at this moment, the butterfly flew up. Ye Siming's hand did not grab it, but instead placed it gently on the back of Gu Nuoer's hand.
The boy hurriedly checked Gu Nuoer's expression.
I saw the little guy just mumbled twice, not as if he was about to wake up.
But in her sleep, the little man subconsciously grabbed Ye Siming's fingertips.
Gu Nuoer is not very strong, but this move seems to be full of dependence.
Ye Siming was stunned. Soon, he lowered his eyebrows and smiled. In his handsome eyes, Gu Nuoer had a patch of gentleness, diluting the original dark lacquer.
Now that she is asleep, he will bite her gently, and he will not wake up the little thing, right?
Ye Siming leaned over and leaned over slightly across the table.
When he was a few inches away from Gu Nuoer.
The butterfly just now came back and fell on Gu Nuoer's eyes.
The little guy was completely awakened.
She quickly sat up, and Ye Siming returned to his seat very quickly.
But his fingertips were still grabbed by Gu Nuoer in his little hands.
Gu Nuoer blinked Kong Meng's confused big eyes: "Why am I asleep!"