When Ye Siming heard this, he remembered Gu Nuoer's feat that afternoon.
At that time he was swinging the stick freely.
Turning around, he found Gu Nuoer pulling Ling Shen.
A milky roar came from his mouth.
Then he lowered his head and bumped towards Guangyun.
Her little head was directly pressed against Guangyun's belly.
Guangyun actually avoided it, staggered and fell down.
Then the little guy shouted with great momentum: "Brother Shen'er, step on her!"
"Let her scare you, let her bully you!"
Ling Shen hesitated for a moment, and under Gu Nuoer's influence, he suddenly raised his foot and stepped on Guang Yun's belly.
Ye Siming saw Guangyun about to get up and grab Gu Nuoer and Ling Shen.
He swept over and gave Guang Yun a heavy blow on the back of his outstretched hand.
Thinking of Gu Nuoer hitting someone with his head.
There was more of a smile on Ye Siming's eyebrows.
He didn't even notice it himself, and said with a smile: "Is it the iron head skill to put your head on someone else's stomach?"
"You are more than capable of dealing with such a palace maid. If you meet someone who knows kung fu, I'm afraid you will suffer."
Gu Nuoer blinked her watery eyes and immediately asked: "Brother Siming, then you can teach me kung fu!"
"Famous teachers give birth to great disciples. You are the most powerful in martial arts. If I learn from you, I will definitely be able to defeat the bad guy with a few punches."
As she spoke, she waved her fist twice.
Squeeze it tightly and show your strength to Ye Siming!
Although there are piles of white and tender flesh on the hands and arms.
Ye Siming stopped, bent slightly, and looked level with the little guy.
The evening wind came and blew the broken hair on the young man's forehead.
His eyebrows grew into his temples, and his eyes looked deep, but glowed as softly as the moon.
"Do you really want to learn?" he asked softly.
Gu Nuoer nodded repeatedly.
In his eyes, the little guy had a round, milky white face, and under his thin eyebrows, his big eyes were dark and shiny.
A pair of butterfly-like eyelashes flutter.
It was like two small fans, the wind blown out by them blew into his heart.
Ye Siming unconsciously showed a fond smile at first.
Soon, he put away his smile, raised his eyebrows and said, "My duty is to protect you."
"If I want you to learn martial arts, then what use do I have?"
Gu Nuoer blinked her long eyelashes and flexed her little fingers to argue.
"There are many. For example, I am happy when Brother Siming is here. With you, I will not be afraid no matter how dangerous the environment is."
"Brother Siming is a kind of peace of mind in my heart."
At this time, some naughty wind blew down the small purple flowers on the tree nearby.
It happened to fall between Gu Nuoer's soft black hair.
It added a more delicate color to her eyes.
Ye Siming's expression gradually became serious.
His deep eyes looked at the pink lips under Gu Nuoer's little nose unconsciously.
Gu Nuoer saw Ye Siming suddenly lost in thought.
I couldn't help but call out: "Brother Siming?"
Ye Siming suddenly suppressed the strange emotion.
That feeling would make his face turn red and his heart beat faster.
He straightened up quickly, looked away, and led Gu Nuoer forward.
The young man's voice was pretending to be cold, as if he was trying to hide something.
"When you grow up, I will teach you."
"You are too young now and can't even hold a sword."
Gu Nuoer shook his hand pitifully.
Whether it's acting coquettishly or being cute.
Ye Siming didn't even look at her.
As if he had made up his mind.
The little guy puffed up his cheeks and snorted unconvinced.
Isn’t it just growing up?
She is an omnipotent little fairy, how can she still be stumped?