Ye Siming sneered: "I was watching when they were painting just now. It's not very difficult. I feel like I've learned it."
He lowered his eyes and looked at the cute little guy with a round face next to him.
Ye Siming couldn't help but reach out and scratch the tip of her nose.
"Do you want me to do the rest?"
Gu Nuoer puffed up her cheeks and said, not to be outdone: "I don't want it! This is for dad, and I have to contribute!"
She waved her little hand and directed: "Brother Siming, go to the opposite side and color my Grandma Huang's clothes. It should be sapphire blue, and the inner skirt should be shisha color!"
The coloring materials have been mixed by the officials just now and placed aside, so it is not a difficult task.
Ye Siming walked to the opposite side of Gu Nuo'er. He raised his eyes slightly and saw the little guy carefully applying the small wooden sword.
The way she lowered her head made her little face look like it was pouting, making it rounder, whiter and cuter.
Ye Siming licked his thin lips.
He was thinking, would she cry if he gently bit her face?
Gu Nuoer probably saw from the corner of his eye that Ye Siming had not made any move yet.
She raised her head, and under her thin eyebrows, a pair of large, sparkling eyes held innocence.
"Brother Siming, start quickly!"
Ye Siming calmed down, then lowered his head and started coloring.
Maybe he knew that Gu Nuoer was coming, so the steward of the library was guarding the door to prevent others from coming in and disturbing him.
In the hall, there was only the quiet rustling of brushes and paper.
The wonderful spring sunlight pours in from the window and falls on the young man and the little man, forming a special "painting".
He sat upright, his eyebrows were stern and unruly, but he looked at his pen intently.
And Gu Nuoer's whole little body was half-lying on the table, drawing the first queen's shoes.
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Siming completed the task assigned to him by Gu Nuoer.
But when he raised his head, he found that Gu Nuoer had fallen asleep on the table at some point!
Ye Siming was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.
His voice was very low: "You fell asleep now?"
Just then, a butterfly flew in from the window behind him.
It flapped its wings and flew around the table, and after a while, it landed in Gu Nuoer's hair.
Ye Siming frowned slightly.
Will this affect the little one's sleep?
He slowly stretched out his hand, just about to drive her away.
The butterfly took off on its own, but the next second, it landed on the back of Gu Nuoer's hand!
Ye Siming narrowed his eyes and stretched out his palms to quickly cover the butterfly.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the butterfly flew up. Ye Siming's hand did not catch it, but gently placed it on the back of Gu Nuo'er's hand.
The young man quickly went to check Gu Nuoer's expression.
The little guy just grunted twice, not like he was about to wake up.
But while she was sleeping, her little hand subconsciously grabbed Ye Siming's fingertips.
Gu Nuoer didn't have much strength, but this move seemed to be full of dependence.
Ye Siming was stunned for a moment, and soon, he lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and his handsome eyes were filled with gentleness touched by Gu Nuoer, which diluted the original darkness.
Now that she is asleep, if he goes to bite her gently, it shouldn't wake the little thing up, right?
Ye Siming leaned forward and leaned slightly across the table.
When he was still a few inches away from Gu Nuoer.
The butterfly just now came back at some point and landed on Gu Nuoer's eyes.
The little guy was completely awakened by this.
She quickly sat up, and Ye Siming returned to his position very quickly.
But his fingertips were still held in Gu Nuoer's little hand.
Gu Nuoer blinked her big, confused eyes: "Why did I fall asleep!"