Chapter 1470 Come, let me lend you something to lean on
Gu Nuoer's fingertips just touched the box.
But she felt Ye Siming put an arm around her waist, forcing her to press against him.
Then, he bowed his head and buried his handsome face in the little girl's neck.
Gu Nuoer froze, blinking innocent and confused eyes: "Brother Siming?"
"Yeah," Ye Siming responded in a low voice, and sighed helplessly: "I'm so tired, please let me lie down for a while."
When Gu Nuoer heard this, the bewildered shyness on her face gradually faded away.
It turns out that brother Siming is too tired!
No wonder when I saw him today, I felt that he was taller and his cheeks were thinner and more serious.
However, feeling the strength of his arms, Gu Nuoer felt that he was not that thin, but that his muscle lines were stronger.
She felt Ye Siming's slight breath coming slowly on her neck, causing a shiver in the snow-white texture.
"Brother Siming, what are you busy with? Or are you training the Hu Kui Army and Lang Xu Army?"
Ye Siming nodded.
With this movement of his, it was as if his lips and teeth accidentally scraped the tender flesh on his neck.
Gu Nuoer felt itchy and shrank her neck.
Just when she wanted to escape from this embrace, she heard Ye Siming say: "The emperor trusts me and entrusts me with the management of the Langxu Army. I have to make them stronger."
Gu Nuoer couldn't help but feel a little distressed when she heard the low tone of tiredness in his tone.
She blinked her long eyelashes: "Can you ask me to sit upright? Brother Siming, I will tell you carefully."
Their posture now is too strange!
She was forced to hold her down, lying on Ye Siming's lap, and her waist was held down by one of his big palms, unable to move.
Ye Siming was still buried in her neck, like a big dog acting coquettishly and falling into its owner's arms for a nap.
Hearing this, his long eyebrows slightly raised, and his thin, dark eyes instantly opened, revealing a faint dissatisfaction.
Are you going to let go so soon?
The moment he lowered his head, he wanted to take a bite.
But thinking about how delicate the little thing is, he must be as jealous as a rabbit.
I have to go to Jiang Mansion to meet someone later, so I can't make her cry yet.
Ye Siming consciously restrained himself and just buried his head in it, breathing in her fragrance that brought him a sense of security.
Why did she have to sit up so soon?
Is it because he is uncomfortable in the hug?
Although he was unwilling, Ye Siming always respected all Gu Nuoer's requests.
He let go readily.
After Gu Nuoer sat up straight, she leaned against his side and patted his shoulder with her fingertips.
"Here, I'll lend it to you to lean on."
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, and a hint of a chuckle appeared between his unruly eyebrows.
"Lean on?"
Gu Nuo'er nodded: "I couldn't straighten my back like that just now. Now come over and I can still squeeze your head."
Ye Siming paused for a moment and slowly leaned on her delicate shoulder.
He didn't dare to put all his weight on it and still controlled his strength.
Gu Nuoer passed one hand behind his back and gently pressed his temples with the fingertips of both hands.
"The medical book I read said that when a person is tired, gently rubbing this area is equivalent to sleeping with a stick of incense."
"Brother Siming, don't work so hard. Hu Kui and Lang Xu are the best of the best. They are already very powerful."
She felt that to make Brother Siming tired, the training must be too intense.
Since he felt tired, the soldiers must have worked even harder.