Chapter 211 You have to help me find a skirt to replace
Ye Siming quickly held her in his arms, not knowing how to deal with this situation.
How to take care of a mortal's drunken cub!?
He looked at Mrs. Bai helplessly and anxiously: "What should we do now? Her forehead is very hot."
Mrs. Bai hurriedly said: "Take the princess to the room in the east courtyard, which is the one opposite your yard. I have already tidied up the room. Now I will let the maid cook the hangover soup!"
Seeing her running away in a hurry, Ye Siming quickly followed her.
Bai Yi froze on the spot and wanted to help, but it seemed that there was no place for him to intervene.
He looked at the unconscious men in black and Butler Wu, and decided that he would better imprison these two agents first.
Ye Siming tried his best to run as steadily and fast as possible, but when the night wind blew, the drunkenness in the little guy's body gradually began to show up.
She looked up at the dark night: "There are so many stars, they are spinning around."
Ye Siming pursed his lips: "There are only two cold stars tonight, and you are drunk."
Speaking of this, the little guy seemed aggrieved. She mumbled and asked, "Brother Siming, am I so fat? The wooden board was broken by me, woo woo."
Ye Siming was silent for a moment and then said: "That wooden board has no eyesight and deliberately bullied you."
Gu Nuoer rested her dizzy little head on Ye Siming's shoulder.
The churning feeling in her stomach became stronger and stronger.
From time to time, he would let out a long "burp~~".
My belly was even more distended.
Gu Nuoer thought that this was what happened when a beauty named Yu in the palace was pregnant with her little brother.
Every time she greets her mother, she says she feels swollen alone, feels like burping, and has a lot of farts!
Gu Nuoer lay sadly on Ye Siming's shoulder, her little hands unconsciously grabbing his lapel: "Brother Siming, I might be pregnant with a wine baby!"
Ye Siming:......
"Actually, I have a way to help you get over your hangover quickly. Do you want to hear it?"
Gu Nuoer quickly nodded his head, but found that he was even more dizzy, so he lay down again.
Ye Siming pursed his lips and said, "I'll turn you over and shake you, then spit it out. I'll control the intensity."
Gu Nuo'er: "...The nest is still drunk."
Brother Siming doesn't know how to take care of children at all, huh!
Finally, Ye Siming arrived at the courtyard where Madam Bai was talking about. He kicked open the door and quickly put Gu Nuoer on the bed.
At this time, the little guy's face was already as red as if he had been kissed by the sunset.
Only a pair of big eyes, with their hazy light, seemed even more shining.
She groaned, trying to relieve the discomfort in her stomach, but it didn't help to move her butt on the bed.
Gu Nuo'er was very delicate. At this time, there were tears like pearls in her eyes. They could not fall down for a long time and filled her eyes, looking pitiful.
"Brother Siming, I have a stomachache."
Ye Siming's eyes deepened. She drank a lot of it, so of course she would feel uncomfortable.
Gu Nuoer rolled from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, but could not relieve the discomfort.
Finally, the little guy couldn't bear it anymore and secretly waved his little finger.
The painful feeling disappeared in an instant, but unfortunately, the drunkenness was still there.
She sat up in a daze, wrapped in a small quilt, like a rice dumpling, only revealing a white and delicate little face.
Ye Siming poured her several glasses of water. Seeing that she was not getting any better, he frowned and asked, "Does your stomach still hurt?"
Gu Nuoer shook her head obediently: "It doesn't hurt much anymore, but, brother Siming, my clothes are all wet. You have to help me find a skirt to change into."