This black shadow was about to open its bloody mouth and fight back.
However, Ye Siming only flashed red light like a flying blade under his palm.
In the blink of an eye, the foggy shadow shattered!
It's like smoke, and when the sun shines, it's completely gone.
Ye Siming took back his palm and sneered: "Waste."
He turned around and saw Gu Nuoer standing by the pool waiting for him.
The little guy's cheeks are round and tender, and because of the hot summer, it is dyed with a red and red color.
Let those eyes made of water be filled with autumn water and be more lively!
She was also looking at Ye Siming.
The boy had two strands of broken hair hanging on his forehead, showing a bit of maturity and a sharpness in his momentum.
The plump and solid body exudes the breath of youth under the sunlight.
The lines are smooth and really pleasing to the eye.
Gu Nuoer immediately bulged her hands: "Wow! Brother Si Ming is so awesome!"
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something.
He suddenly pressed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand and frowned intently: "It hurts."
When Gu Nuoer heard the words, there was also a hint of worry on her delicate face.
She hurriedly ran to Ye Siming and stretched out her two small hands to hold his right wrist.
"Brother Si Ming, you are not injured, how can you hurt?"
Ye Siming lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the little guy with nervous care.
He pursed his thin lips and said as if he was normal: "Maybe the strength I just used was too strong. Although he was not injured, his wrists were sore."
Gu Nuoer quickly pinched him with her little fingers.
The little guy's fingertips are delicate and soft, like ice jade.
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, and the feeling of pleasure emerged from Wu Leng's eyes.
Gu Nuoer's voice was graceful and she said like a little adult: "Oh, don't be so impulsive next time."
"You rushed over with a squirt, but I can actually deal with it myself."
Ye Siming felt the massage of her little hands, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "With me here, you don't need to do it."
Gu Nuoer had no choice but to nod her head in approval, but she was still a little confused.
"That black shadow just now felt like a demon with very weak magic power, so he dared to chase him."
Ye Siming said lightly: "You have to rely on lying on people to absorb vitality in order to survive."
"I should have seen it once before, in the palace of Censor Zhang, but it did not harm you, so I didn't care."
"But I didn't expect it to find you."
Ye Siming lowered his head, looked at Gu Nuoer's soft and tender cheeks, and said thoughtfully: "Maybe I think you are very fragrant."
Gu Nuoer raised her eyes and blinked her long eyelashes: "Brother Si Ming, this can't be done in the future."
She seemed to have not noticed Ye Siming's last words at all.
"Uncle Zhang, the Censor, is a good person. If you see a demon pestering a good person, you should help!"
Ye Siming has never been nosy personality.
He doesn't care about the life and death of others.
But the little guys said that.
He had no choice but to ponder for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."
Gu Nuoer looked at Ye Siming and felt that she liked the big wolf more!
Under the scorching sun, the boy was full of vitality. When he talked to Gu Nuoer, he kept his head down.
The big wolf is so good!
"Well... Brother Si Ming, it's still early, don't you rush to go back to school, right?" The little guy's watery eyes flashed with a pleading light.
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows: "No hurry, what's wrong? Where do you want to go?"
Gu Nuoer draws circles on the ground with her little feet, and says embarrassedly—