Before Wanyin and Wanxuan could catch up, Gu Nuoer's legs ran very fast.
Fortunately, the snow was a little lighter now. She dragged Ye Siming, but did not go in the direction of the Liger Garden.
The little guy was like a round white dumpling with ice and snow. She stopped and winked at Ye Siming: "Brother Siming, I will take you out of the palace to play today!"
Ye Siming had no interest and just looked at her lazily: "What's there to do?"
Gu Nuoer seemed to have heard something surprising, and her watery eyes widened.
There are still people who think it’s not fun outside the palace!
For her, there were lantern festivals, lion dances, poetry festivals, and many powerful little brothers and sisters outside the palace, who broke rocks on their chests and swallowed long swords.
Not only that, there are also a dazzling array of food options on the streets.
Gu Nuoer could eat from the street to the end of the street, and didn't stop until her belly was round and bulging.
All in all, the fun is endless.
She hummed softly: "Brother Siming, you rarely go out on the street!"
Ye Siming was noncommittal.
Gu Nuoer put her hands on her hips: "You go out with me today, and I will show you how interesting it is outside the palace!"
Ye Siming raised the corner of his mouth as if to sneer: "Are you rich? Or are you ready to let me keep you there?"
Gu Nuoer opened her eyes wide: "Brother Siming, don't underestimate me, I have money, I will take you to see it now!"
The two of them were walking on the palace road. Gu Nuoer was wearing too many clothes, which made it difficult for her little feet to move.
She stretched out her little hand: "Brother Siming, I want to hug you, I can't walk~"
The little guy's pink and white face had become extremely pink due to the cold.
The tip of her little nose is also bright red, and her long eyelashes are covered with white snow.
Ye Siming glanced sideways at her and said, "Go by yourself."
After that, he quickened his pace, deliberately letting the little guy follow him.
Gu Nuoer was anxious and chased him with her calves: "Brother Siming, wait for me!"
Suddenly, she tripped and fell onto the snow.
Gu Nuoer was not afraid of the cold, but when she fell, she was trembling all over.
The little guy was so aggrieved that he sat on the ground without getting anxious.
Tears welled up in his eyes first.
"Brother Siming, I might not like you anymore!"
Ye Siming paused in his steps and turned around to see her, who looked like a little white bun, sitting in the snow helplessly crying.
He looks weak and pitiful.
Gu Nuoer tried several times to stand up with her hands on the ground, but in vain.
I wear too much and it is inconvenient to perform.
Ye Siming pursed his thin lips, raised his boots and walked towards her.
He bent down and stretched out his arms, directly taking Gu Nuo'er into his arms.
"Squeamish things."
When Ye Siming said this, he seemed to be gritting his teeth slightly.
It was as if the next bite he wanted to take was to bite Gu Nuoer's delicate tofu-like face.
Gu Nuoer's tears rolled down her cheeks like broken pearls.
Even in Ye Siming's arms, the little guy still stubbornly scratched his neck and cried.
Ye Siming couldn't help but frown: "Stop crying."
His warm fingertips scraped away the white snow from Gu Nuoer's eyelashes, and then wrapped his cloak around her.
Ye Siming really didn't expect that he had no intention of causing her to fall down and cry.
But Gu Nuoer is really fragile, like a glazed flower that can only be grown indoors.
Gu Nuoer ignored him, rubbed her eyes with her little hands and sobbed: "You haven't apologized yet... Mom said that if you bully others, you must apologize, otherwise you will be a bad guy."
Ye Siming frowned for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry, I will learn to wait for you next time."