Ye Siming paused slightly and walked slowly to the bed.
He looked down condescendingly, and the little guy patted him again: "Come up!"
Ye Siming hesitated for a moment and chose to lie down.
Gu Nuoer directed him: "Put down the bed curtain."
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows slightly.
Do you want to put down the bed curtains?
He did as he was told.
Gu Nuoer sat up and looked around.
The little guy seemed not satisfied yet: "Well, I have to put out two more lights, leaving only one."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Siming activated his magic power, and the two large candles in the room were immediately extinguished.
The light suddenly became slightly darker.
The remaining candle lamp was placed on the table closest to their bed.
The dark yellow light illuminated the bed curtains, making clear shadows sway.
Only then was the little one satisfied, and she got back into the quilt.
Ye Siming lay down on his side and raised his head with enough time to rest, his light but deep eyes covering the little man in front of him.
"After working for so long, it's time to go to bed, right?"
"Sleep?" Gu Nuoer blinked her dark eyes: "I'm not going to sleep, brother Siming, just wait, there will be a good show later!"
"A good show?"
As soon as he questioned, the little guy stretched out his soft fingers and pressed his lips.
Then, a pair of dark eyes glowed with a clever look: "Shh, keep your voice down, if that bad guy hears it, she won't come in."
Ye Siming was silent.
The little hand on his lips has not been removed yet.
As long as he is cruel, he can bite him in one bite.
Ye Siming thought for a while, but still didn't do it.
It's not worth it to satisfy a temporary craving but make the little thing cry.
At the same time, Wen Fuling left her son in the care of her father Wen Zheng.
Lianji was already fast asleep and had no idea that his mother had handed him over to his grandfather.
"Dad, success or failure depends on this time. You just need to take good care of Ji'er so that I don't have to worry about anything. When I become the general's wife, I hope you will have no worries for the rest of your life!"
Wen Zheng waved his hand: "Go ahead, go ahead."
Although Wen Fu and Wen Fuling are both his daughters.
However, Wen Fu left home since she was a child and has no relationship with him at all.
Wen is selfish.
He would prefer which daughter could benefit him.
Wen Fu is now Bai Yi's general's wife, but she has not given him any benefits.
Therefore, Wen Zheng was eager for Wen Fuling to sleep on General Bai's bed.
Anyway, which daughter doesn’t want to be the wife of a general?
Just give him money to spend and that's it!
Wen Fuling was wearing a thin shawl, and the clothes underneath were not covering her body. The close-fitting clothes outlined her beautiful figure.
Although she has given birth to a child, her figure is no worse than that of a little girl.
Wen Fuling wrapped herself tightly in her thin robe, opened the door and went out.
The autumn evening wind was a bit chilly, blowing on her face and making her shiver.
Somehow, she suddenly remembered what the little princess said.
Rongrong might be standing in a corner looking at her.
Wen Fuling shuddered and forced herself to lower her head. She no longer dared to look at the dark corners of the trees to see if there was a ghost hiding behind them.
She had just inquired about it.
Bai Yi was drunk, and Mrs. Bai was busy making sobering soup.
It only takes a moment for her to succeed.
Wen Fuling is not afraid of Mrs. Bai's sudden return.
By then, the rice will be cooked, and Bai Yi will have to be responsible even if he doesn’t want to be responsible!
Wen Fuling walked to the courtyard and found that there was no maid on duty tonight.
Her guard became more relaxed.
God is really helping her too!
Wen Fuling gently knocked on the door: "Brother-in-law... Fuling has something to ask of me, can I see you now?"