Chapter 1636 My clothes can be broken, you must wear them well
Chapter 1636 My clothes can be torn, but you must wear them well
Gu Nuoer pursed her lips, her voice sweet and soft.
"I don't make the decision. You are the general of this military camp and you should follow your own ideas. I'm just talking casually."
After saying that, she saw with her eyes that the sleeves she had sewn on Ye Siming were really ugly.
Embarrassment flashed across Gu Nuoer's fair and beautiful face.
It seems that no matter how powerful a person is, there are still things he cannot do.
She pinched the thread with her slender fingertips and took it apart directly.
"The sewing didn't look good this time, I'll try again."
Ye Siming held her hand.
He leaned against the table, with deep eyes and a low smile: "Then I, a general, ask you to put these things down, will you be obedient?"
Gu Nuoer raised her watery eyes and looked at him pitifully: "You also think my sewing is not good-looking?"
"No," Ye Siming said in a gentle and deep voice, "I'll teach you."
Gu Nuoer was a little surprised: "Brother Siming knows?"
"Otherwise, how do you think I sewed up the broken red rope?"
He took the needle and thread from Gu Nuoer's hand, threaded the needle skillfully, then lowered his head and threaded the thread on the damaged sleeve.
His appearance does not look effeminate at all just because he is holding a needle and thread.
On the contrary, there was a hint of calmness in his movements that he didn't usually have.
The lights reflected Ye Siming's moving and handsome silhouette.
Gu Nuoer suddenly noticed.
Brother Siming has unknowingly become very responsible, filling people with trust and security.
Look at his smooth movements and neat and detailed stitches.
Gu Nuoer held her chin in her hands and looked at him with her big eyes blinking.
His eyes are full of adoration.
"Brother Siming, how come you know everything?"
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows: "After the red rope was broken that time, I couldn't contact you."
"I came up with this method out of desperation. I didn't know if it would work at the time, but I had to try it first."
"So I found a cook named An Hu and learned a little bit. It's not something I can do naturally."
Gu Nuoer opened her lips and wanted to ask which girl he learned the kung fu from.
But after hearing Ye Siming's last sentence, the little girl closed her pink lips and pursed her lips slightly.
"Didn't you say you wanted to teach me?" Gu Nuoer said, blinking her big eyes.
Ye Siming had already finished sewing the last stitch.
He smiled: "I still don't want you to learn. It's too dangerous to use acupuncture and you will hurt yourself."
Gu Nuoer puffed up her pink cheeks, her watery black eyes showing dissatisfaction.
"Then next time your clothes are torn, won't I be able to help you?"
Ye Siming tilted his head, his long eyes were like ink, and his eyes were filled with the reflection of Gu Nuoer.
"It's okay if my clothes are a little torn, as long as you wear them well."
Gu Nuoer turned around, a little annoyed.
She just wanted to do something thoughtful for him.
Why do I never get a chance?
Ye Siming saw that her face was filled with anger.
Thin eyebrows raised: "You really want to help, but I have something I want to entrust you with."
Gu Nuoer's big pearl-like eyes suddenly lit up.
She turned her eyes and looked at him expectantly: "What's going on?"
Ye Siming leaned back on the chair and slowly put the clothes next to him.
"I've been too busy recently and can't think of eating. It would be best if you could come and have meals with me every day."
Gu Nuoer frowned suspiciously.
"Just eating with you?"
Ye Siming nodded, leaned closer, his eyes were deep and filled with strange fire, just like the bewitchment of a wolf demon in the dark night.