"Nobao, feel dizzy. Daddy will take you back right now."
"No, no, no~" The little guy shook his head and said in a sweet voice, "Brother Siming, just hug him for a while and it will be fine. He will cure the hangover!"
Gu Yihan and Ye Siming were both startled and looked at each other.
Emperor: He really has special hangover skills?
Ye Siming: When did I have such ability?
If it were normal, Gu Yihan would not believe it.
But he is someone who has had a drinking contest with Ya Siming in private, and knows that he is indeed a heavy drinker.
It turns out that he can cure hangovers secretly. What kind of skills does he hide?
Gu Yihan saw that her daughter's face was too red, like a cooked apple doll.
He was afraid that Gu Nuoer would feel uncomfortable because of this, so he handed the little guy to Ye Siming's arms.
Don’t forget to confess in a solemn voice: “Be careful when you hug her, don’t drop her!”
This was the first time that Ye Siming hugged Gu Nuoer straight up.
Usually, I carry it on my back.
At this moment, Gu Nuoer was in his arms, smelling of sweet wine, and as light as a feather.
Look at how fat it is and how soft it is.
Ye Siming hugged her blankly, as if he didn't know how to react or whether he should hold her in his arms.
He has never had such an experience.
Gu Yihan frowned, looking at him like a piece of wood.
He couldn't help but reach out his hand to help him adjust Gu Nuoer's posture in his arms.
"Young Master Ye, I am not telling you, but the way you hold Nuo'er is like holding a sword. If you want to do this, do this again..."
After a while, Gu Nuoer stuck out her butt and lay on Ye Siming's shoulder, breathing heavily.
After Ye Siming was "taught" by Gu Yihan, he put one hand on her back and held her calf with the other.
Gu Yihan looked at his results with great satisfaction: "This is how to hold a baby. You should learn from it."
Why is he learning this?
Gu Nuoer knew that she was lying in Ye Siming's arms, she stretched out her little hand and whispered drunkenly.
"Brother Siming, let me tell you. In fact, my New Year's wish is not what I just said, but I have other ideas. Do you want to listen?"
Ye Siming pondered: "Say."
The little guy smiled sweetly in his ear: "Then tell me first, what was the dark thing next to you in the sutra tower that day? Brother Siming, who are you?"
Ye Siming was startled.
He glanced sideways and looked into the little guy's beautiful, drunken eyes.
It turned out that she had seen it last time, but she had been able to suppress her curiosity and not ask.
If she hadn't been drunk this time, I'm afraid she would have held it in for a long time.
Ye Siming was silent for a moment, and his cold eyes slowly raised: "I will tell you if I have the chance."
Gu Nuoer nodded and began to hum: "There are so many little stars..."
After a while, she fell asleep holding Ye Siming's clothes with her little hands.
The second prince over there, Gu Zitang, watched for a long time and thought that with so many brothers here, what's the point of letting an outsider, Ye Siming, hold his sister?
He immediately wanted to get up and seize the girl!
Unexpectedly, Concubine Yi pulled him from the side and asked enthusiastically: "Tang'er, are you really with your sister and the third prince?
Go to the barracks in the east of Zhendong to rescue people? You see how happy your father was just now, my son, you finally did something great and promising!"
Gu Zitang hissed: "Concubine, what are you talking about? When have I ever done anything embarrassing?"
Yi Fei glanced at her and said she was disgusted, but in fact she gave her son a piece of meat: "Eat more, and play with your sister more often in the future.
She is a smart little kid, help me, you idiot, to try to show off in front of your father!"