At this time, Gu Nuoer was lying on the table in the side hall, writing some tricks for Ling Tianyin.

She planned to leave Xili in half a month, but the "student" Emperor Ling was still a little worried!

Therefore, prepare to leave a few strategies that he may use in case of emergency.

Outside the large open windows, the moonlight is warm blue, soft and full flowing in the courtyard.

There is a newly opened purple flower on the table, and the fragrance is refreshing.

Gu Nuo'er was writing with her right hand, while her left hand grabbed a piece of pastry next to it and stuffed it into her small mouth.

When the little guy lowered his head, Bai Nen's little face pouted, both well-behaved and cute.

The long eyelashes fluttered, and the piercing black eyes were focused and serious.

She wrote for a while, then poked her little chin with the tip of the brush.

"Well... what will happen to Emperor Ling?"

The little guy wanted to give him the calculations with his little hands to see what disaster would happen to him.

Just then, she heard a very soft call from behind—

"Noir."

This voice is a bit like Ye Siming, but the tone is weird.

Gu Nuo'er was concentrating on things, but she didn't distinguish carefully, thinking that it was Ye Siming who called her.

The little guy responded subconsciously: "What's the matter?"

But soon, Gu Nuoer reacted.

Not right!

Brother Siming just told her that he went to take a bath.

It's not coming back yet.

Besides, if he came back, he would definitely come in through the door, so Gu Nuoer couldn't see it.

So, who is the person who called her just now?

Could it be a hallucination?

At this moment, the male-female voice sounded again: "Nuoer..."

Gu Nuo'er suddenly raised her little head.

But there was no hurry to turn back.

A hint of doubt appeared on her round and fair little face.

Did not notice any strange breath.

This made the little guy Wu Lingling's eyes even more puzzled.

A faint call came from behind again: "Nuoer..."

Gu Nuo'er couldn't bear it any longer. Holding the brush, she jumped off the stool at once.

"Hey! I see who is playing tricks on Ben Nuobao's territory!"

Her little face was full of fierce milk, and she held a small brush and waved it a few times.

However, the room was empty.

Don't talk about ghosts, not even shadows.

Gu Nuo'er blinked her long eyelashes.

What's going on!

She immediately held her breath and sensed that there was nothing strange within ten miles.

So, just who is calling her?

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Ye Siming wore a loose home robe with a white scarf around his neck, and walked in with a calm expression.

Gu Nuo'er's small body, like a white ball, jumped into Ye Siming's arms with a jerk.

Ye Siming was suddenly bumped by her, and subconsciously stretched out his arms to hug him tightly.

"Wuwu, Brother Siming!" Gu Nuo'er grabbed his clothes with his little hands: "There's someone in the house! He's scaring me!"

Ye Siming frowned, and immediately hugged the little guy even tighter.

He took a step and looked around the house vigilantly.

In the dark and cold eyes, the sharpness and coldness of the wolf are surging.

Gu Nuoer's small hands were tightly in his arms, and she followed around to check.

However, there is nothing in the house.

Ye Siming rubbed Gu Nuo'er's little head with his hands.

"Liar, who is there?"

Gu Nuo'er pouted, and the aggrieved water eyes looked around again.

"Someone called my name just now and imitated Brother Siming's voice!"

Ye Siming sneered and put her on the bed.

The young man bent over, the tip of the hair on his forehead was still dripping with water, and his eyes were black.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "If someone dares to come and make trouble, I will come back as soon as possible and remove his head so that he will not hurt you."

"Are you still afraid?"