At this time, Ye Siming was leaning on her side, looking down at Gu Nuoer's twinkling eyes.
She seemed a little nervous and scared, and she seemed to be pulling his collar forcefully, but in fact her fingertips were trembling slightly.
Gu Nuoer's beautiful black eyes were also filled with a hint of impatience and shame.
Ye Siming smiled. He grabbed Gu Nuoer's wrist with his right hand and asked her to gently let go of his clothes.
"It's not that I can't do it, it's that I can't do it now."
He sat up.
Ye Siming turned his head and looked at the blue night outside the half-open window, and took a deep breath.
Just to calm myself down.
Gu Nuoer's fair and tender cheeks showed a hint of pink, and she looked at Ye Siming with a pout.
After a period of rustling sounds.
Ye Siming was almost calm now.
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Just as he was about to turn around, a pair of white and tender arms came forward from behind and hugged his shoulders.
Ye Siming stiffened, and when he glanced sideways, he could only see a patch of crystal-white skin in his peripheral vision.
He was so flustered that he uttered a low rebuke from his thin lips: "Gu Nuo'er!"
Gu Nuoer's long eyelashes fluttered and her voice buzzed: "It doesn't matter, we are engaged, we don't tell anyone, it doesn't matter."
Ye Siming pulled her hand away, stood up quickly, and took two steps away.
His jawline was tense, and it felt like there was a fire burning in his body.
"Put your clothes on."
Gu Nuoer let go of her hands and sat on the bed to fume: "I don't, or you can wear it for me."
Ye Siming raised his head, not daring to look down at all.
"I can't do it." His voice was a little impatient: "Stop making trouble."
The tears that Gu Nuoer had just stopped burst out again.
She raised her teary eyes and asked, "Do you dislike me?"
Ye Siming answered quickly, with a thick voice: "Stop talking nonsense!"
"Then look at me." Gu Nuoer stretched out her hand and tugged on his sleeve.
Ye Siming was silent for a moment, and Gu Nuoer cried and groaned a few times. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only lower his eyes and glance down.
It was already winter, and there was no charcoal fire in the room.
Gu Nuoer was so cold that the tip of her nose and shoulders were covered with a faint pink color.
There were tears in her dark, moist eyes.
Gu Nuoer sniffed: "Are you just going to let me freeze like this?"
She stretched out her hand and lifted up her thin coat, revealing her slender waist.
"If you don't want to do anything, then just hug me." Gu Nuoer said.
Ye Siming's eyes were as dark as a whole ocean of ink.
Deep in his gaze, there was a faint flame that was rising higher and higher.
Just like his burning emotions.
Gu Nuoer looked at Ye Siming without moving for a long time. His throat was rolling up and down, and his fist was clenched tightly, as if he was holding it down with great difficulty.
She blinked innocently: "Si Ming..."
Before my brother could shout out, Ye Siming cursed in a low voice: "Gu Nuo'er, you were so close to killing me."
After he finished speaking, he stepped forward, hugged her, and fell into the mattress together.
Gu Nuoer leaned in his arms obediently, feeling Ye Siming quickly cover her with the quilt.
"You feel so hot," she muttered.
Ye Siming had taken a shower, and his hair was still dripping with water just now, but now it was completely steamed.
He seemed to be gloating about Gu Nuo'er's words, like a kitten scratching his heart.
Ye Siming gritted his teeth and scolded: "Thanks to you."
Gu Nuoer smiled secretly.
For some reason, the more Ye Siming refused, the bolder she became.