Gu Nuoer's white and greasy pink noodles suddenly turned red.
The bright yellow warm light on the street occasionally enters from outside the car window.
The little girl with her head lowered her head, her neck was thin and her earlobes were more round and pink.
She blinked her slender black eyelashes, her eyes were moist.
"Brother Si Ming, then you can come back early."
Gu Nuoer was a little embarrassed, with a little embarrassed written on her face, but she still plucked up the courage to say, "I would be very uncomfortable without you."
Such a simple sentence.
But in Ye Siming's heart, fireworks exploded.
The boy's dark and cold eyes also exuded a gentle smile.
Ye Siming nodded and looked up at the white moon.
"I will definitely fight quickly."
Gu Nuoer suddenly remembered something and told him: "Yes, remember not to..."
Without even speaking, Ye Siming continued familiarly: "Don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, I remember, don't worry."
He has long emphasized when rectifying military discipline that the elderly, weak, women and children should not be killed.
In this attack on Jin, except for the people who must be killed, Ye Siming could let go of the rest.
He just wanted the throne and did not want to turn Jin into a sea of blood.
Military Commander Luo saw that the army was resting almost the same, and the water source was also replenished.
Then he stepped forward and said to Ye Siming, who was enjoying the moon, "Marty, it's time for us to set off."
Ye Si nodded to him.
Then in the void, Gu Nuoer reminded: "Take good care of myself during these days when I am not here."
Gu Nuoer blinked her beautiful eyes and couldn't help but laugh: "I'm not a child, of course I know how to take care of myself. I know how to hold an umbrella when it rains, and I know how to sleep when I'm sleepy!"
Ye Siming heard her playful words, then raised his thin lips, chuckled and raised his eyebrows.
"Is that right? But someone is hungry and doesn't know how to eat."
Gu Nuoer stuck out his tongue: "I will remember next time. Brother Si Ming, please set off quickly. Yes, Brother Hua Luobu is in a bad state, please watch him more."
The absent-minded Jiang Xiaoran looked at the Ye Si Ming Dynasty.
He hummed, "Okay, I get it."
Ye Siming put the ring on, and sure enough, the sound from Gu Nuoer was no longer heard.
He walked towards Jiang Xiaoran, watched him sit on the rocks, staring at Linlin River in a daze.
Ye Siming raised his black boots and gently kicked his ass: "Get up, it's time to leave."
Jiang Xiaoran then stood up swayingly, with black blue eyes under his eyes and looking haggard.
Ye Siming stared at him, his thin lips slightly opened, and said in a cold tone: "I'm too lazy to care about you now. When you get to the battlefield, you will be in a desperate situation, and you will be able to go as far as you can."
"Otherwise, this life will be in a mess and will be killed by others sooner or later. When you die on the battlefield, you will never have the chance to return to Beijing to see the person you love, a lonely soul, just wait and see her marry.
Someone else.”
After saying that, Ye Siming walked straight towards his war horse with his long legs.
As soon as he turned over, Jiang Xiaoran, who came to his senses, hurried to him: "Si Ming, do you think I still have a chance?"
Ye Siming lowered his cold eyes and his emotions were weak.
He sneered: "Is there a chance? You will only count if you say it yourself."
Ye Siming stopped talking to him and shouted with his head raised: "Go away!"
The army immediately stepped forward.
Jiang Xiaoran followed the horse and followed the army.
Ye Siming looked sideways and looked at him from the bottom of his eyes.
Jiang Xiaoran's eyes finally felt a little energetic.
The boy withdrew his gaze.
If it weren't for the little guy's advice, he wouldn't be too lazy to tell Jiang Xiaoran these principles.