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Chapter 251: The Dumb Boy Wolf

In the crowd, Xie Liuhua, who was watching, wanted to bite his silver teeth.

Did Princess Yaoguang hit her in the face on purpose?

She just had a problem yesterday, she wanted the princess to invite them all into the palace to see the white tiger.

I wanted to use this to make everyone mistakenly think that Gu Nuo'er is a petty person who doesn't want to share.

Unexpectedly, I suffered a loss yesterday due to her sharp-tongued mouth.

Today, this Gu Nuoer simply brought Bai Hu directly to the Chinese Academy of Sciences!

Seeing everyone surrounding Gu Nuoer, praising her for her ability to teach and love pets, the white tiger has animal nature flowing in its blood and can easily hurt people.

This one in the little princess's arms is so well-behaved.

Everyone praised Gu Nuoer repeatedly, which made Xie Liuhua feel very uncomfortable.

Everyone must have misunderstood. If Princess Yaoguang is really cute and smart, how come she is in the same group as her eldest sister Xie Yinxiang?

Can't she see that Xie Yunxiang is just a wild girl without a mother?

The more Xie Liuhua thought about it, the angrier he became.

Especially recently in the mansion, her father paid more attention to Xie Yinxiang.

If there is anything good, please use it first.

I heard that in the near future, Xie Yinxiang will also be able to attend classes at the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

Xie Yunxiang also seemed to have changed into a different person. He used to be crazy and crazy, but now he has a clear head.

Xie Liuhua felt that it must be Gu Nuoer who gave her the idea.

The more Xie Liuhua thought about it, the angrier she became. She had to teach Gu Nuoer a lesson!

You don't dare to offend me openly, but you do it secretly. Are you still afraid that this three-year-old girl will notice?

Xie Liuhua's vicious eyes glanced at the little white tiger in Gu Nuoer's arms.

She came up with a plan.

Everyone watched the white tiger for a long time and still found it novel.

It was as if the two white tigers never got tired of watching every move they made.

Everyone was very envious of Gu Nuoer.

It's such a joy to have these two cute and obedient beasts at home at any time, and you can hold them and play with them at any time.

It's almost time for the Master's meeting, and we can't let the princess be burdened with her all the time.

Several teachers called their students at the same time to return to class and continue class.

Everyone was reluctant to part with it, but it was enough for their eyes.

Just now, thirty-two poems about white tigers were written and sixteen pictures of white tigers were painted.

The masters all attributed these to Gu Nuoer.

At this time, the little guy's arms holding the little white tiger were also sore.

The little white tiger has grown up a bit now, and it’s really a bit tiring to hold him all the time.

Gu Nuoer handed the little white tiger to the imperial guards and prepared to send it to the cage.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoran approached Ye Siming with a painting and unfolded it for him to see.

"Look, a classmate just painted it. I think the painting is very good. I bought it for you with a lot of money."

Ye Siming glanced sideways.

In the painting, the white tiger is not the focus.

But under the warm sunshine, the little guy smiled sweetly and cutely, and the little white tiger in his arms playfully bit the sleeve of the boy next to him.

The young man frowned, with an unhappy look on his face, but his eyes fell on the little man next to him.

This is a warm enough painting.

Seeing Ye Siming glance at it several times, Jiang Xiaoran said proudly: "Not bad, right? I think the artistic conception is very good, so I quickly spent some money to buy it. Here, give it to you."

"I don't want it." Ye Siming pretended to be cold and refused.

Jiang Xiaoran was startled: "No, Si Ming, this painting is so good, you don't even like it?"

Ye Siming pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

Jiang Xiaoran sighed, trying to please once again failed.

"It seems that I can only return the painting to that person."

At this moment, Ye Siming's cold inquiry sounded behind him——

"Well, I see it's hard for you to run back and forth, why don't you give this painting to me?"


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