Gu Nuo'er's little face suddenly had a contemplative look.

In her moist, dark eyes, she seemed to think for a moment.

Cai said: "The act of picking your head is also very scary!"

Ye Siming raised his hand and covered her eyes.

"Then block it. If you don't see it, you won't be afraid."

Gu Nuo'er murmured, "It's also a way!"

At this time, Ye Siming lowered his head and saw that Gu Nuo'er was still sitting up obediently with her little face raised.

She inadvertently licked the little pink lips that were exposed outside.

Ye Siming's eyes suddenly deepened.

He wanted to tease the little guy, but at this moment, he forgot what he wanted to say.

Just fixedly, staring at the pink lips like petals.

He thought that if Gu Nuoer grew up, he would look fourteen or fifteen years old as he had seen.

Her lips will not be as delicate and pink as the stamens at the moment, but as red and tender as peony.

The upper and lower lips are full of delicious red fruit, and the feeling of biting down should be as full as lychee flesh.

Thinking like this, he felt more and more wanting to taste a thing or two.

Ye Siming was completely unaware that a strange fire was emerging from the depths of his cold eyes.

"Brother Siming, why are you in a daze again?" Gu Nuoer suddenly asked out of curiosity and asked softly.

Ye Siming, who seemed to wake up from a dream, then frowned, dispelling the fog in his eyes.

The young man's throat rolled twice, he quickly retracted his hand, and turned around to stop looking at Gu Nuoer.

He bent over to clean his floor, his voice hoarse: "It's getting late, go to bed."

Gu Nuoer obediently took off her small shoes, and did not forget to fold her socks at the end of the bed.

Then, like a fair little fish, it got into the quilt.

But she blinked her eyes wide, not sleepy.

Little hands grabbed the quilt, blinked big eyes like stars, and looked sideways at Ye Siming.

At this moment, he was already lying flat on a thin layer of mattress.

The boy had one knee bent, and his posture looked extremely lazy.

Xu Shi noticed that Gu Nuoer hadn't fallen asleep yet, Ye Siming closed his eyes and asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Gu Nuo'er whispered: "Brother Siming, you say, that voice calling me is a ghost?"

It turned out that the little thing was still thinking about it.

As if coaxing a child, Ye Siming said slowly and solemnly: "Maybe, don't be afraid, I'm here, you can sleep at ease."

Gu Nuo'er kicked the quilt twice excitedly.

"Brother Siming, I'm excited! It's been a long time since a ghost without eyes approached me!"

"I want to see who is so brave. If you catch it, can you strangle it slowly and let me talk to it."

Although Ye Siming closed his eyes, his eyebrows suddenly raised when he heard Gu Nuo'er's words.

He was amused by the little thing's words.

Seemingly delicate, but actually bold.

Ye Siming put his arm on his head and responded patiently, "Okay, if there is, I'll hang it up and you can play slowly."

Gu Nuo'er let out a small cheer with joy.

The little guy was finally quiet for a while.

Suddenly, she spoke again: "Brother Siming..."

Ye Siming's tone was a little dull and sleepy: "Huh?"

"When you just covered my eyes, why did your heartbeat suddenly become so fast!" The little guy asked curiously.

Ye Siming almost sat up!

He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of surprise on his stern face.

Gu Nuoer seemed to be more and more curious as she talked, so she simply turned her body sideways and covered her heart with her little hands.

"Plopping sound, hurry up!"