Chapter 297 Mother, shall we pack up and run away?
Ye Siming looked away. After a while, a small white hand held a candy bar and handed it to his lips.
"Brother Siming, open your mouth and feed you!"
Ye Siming's expression flashed unnaturally, and he said awkwardly: "I won't eat."
Gu Nuoer pushed it forward again, and her little finger touched his thin lips several times.
"Eat it, it's so sweet, you didn't even eat it just now!"
When the two were arguing, the carriage suddenly ran over a stone and jolted violently.
Gu Nuo'er was defenseless, her little body was like a glutinous rice dumpling, rolling forward gurglingly.
Ye Siming quickly grabbed her little hand and pulled the little guy back into his arms.
Outside, the old coachman apologized in a panic: "Princess, are you okay? This old slave deserves to die! I didn't notice the stone."
Gu Nuo'er didn't know where she was squeezed, her eyes were red, and she wanted to cry because of her squeamishness.
Even though there was a hint of grievance in her voice, she still comforted the coachman and said, "Uncle coachman, I'm fine."
Then, the little guy raised his head and complained pitifully to Ye Siming: "Brother Siming, it's all you who caused this! When I got out of the nest, my little finger pressed the candy!"
After saying that, Gu Nuoer raised his little finger.
The white and tender fingertips were already red, it was indeed pressed.
She already has thin skin and tender flesh, but now she has a pair of big, watery, tearful eyes, which is even more amazing.
A trace of distress flashed in Ye Siming's eyes.
He stretched out his hand to hold Gu Nuoer's finger, imitating her usual manner, and blew a few breaths.
Then, Ye Siming lowered his eyes and looked at Gu Nuo'er in his arms, pouting her little mouth, looking like she wanted to cry or not.
Like a little white bun who has been wronged!
The cheeks are pink and the eyes are dark.
Gu Nuoer huddled in his arms, like a delicate little flower.
"Oh, my little finger is so tortured! It was bitten by brother Siming, and now it's red..."
While the little guy complained, he raised his eyelashes and quietly looked at his expression.
The chubby little face, viewed from the side, has a cute curvature of a meat bun.
Ye Siming's eyes darkened.
Gu Nuoer must be the most delicious among mortals.
"Idiot." Ye Siming lowered his head: "Then I apologize to you, don't be angry. When I come back, I will bring you something fun."
The little guy immediately stopped crying and his eyes sparkled: "Really?"
Gu Nuoer then thought about it, what fun things could there be in the mountains?
But if Ye Siming said there would be, there would definitely be!
In the evening, the street market becomes extremely lively.
The candy seller's aunt almost lost her head from the rush.
Whenever someone passes by with their children, the children will be attracted by her candy figures.
In just one night, I made money that I normally wouldn’t make in half a month.
A Nu Nuo voice flashed in the mind of the candy seller's aunt.
Could it be that the little girl's words really were a good omen and blessed her?
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At this moment, Gu Nuoer had just finished taking a bath.
My bare little feet stepped on the soft quilt.
She opened her big, round and bright eyes and watched her mother walking busy around the hall.
"Wanyin, go and bring the rare bird's nest on the treasure shelf of this palace. Mom likes to eat this. Oh, by the way, Wanxuan! Go and bring the longevity picture I prepared last time. Let's go home with it this time.
Bring it with you."
Concubine Qiao has been busy all night, constantly directing Wanyin Wanxuan, and the other maids and eunuchs to take out all the treasures and furnishings.
The piles in the hall are as high as a hill.
Gu Nuoer Jiaonuo asked: "Mom, are we going to pack up and run away with our things? Have you offended daddy?"
Concubine Qiao was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Good Noir, your grandparents are back. Tomorrow, mother will take you home to visit them."