The Eleventh Prince came back from his travels last year and found that his younger sister, who was the size of a radish head, has now turned into a delicate girl.

Because of the difference between men and women, he regretted that when his sister was young, he was not often in the capital.

I still want to play with my sister, but now it seems that it is already an extravagant hope!

Gu Zihe knew that Gu Nuoer had a personal guard by his side, the Marquis of Yongye.

But now she and Yong Yehou are both young boys and girls of the right age, how can they be so close!

Gu Zihe waved his hand to the side and gestured, "Would it be better to stand a little apart?"

Gu Nuo'er's beautiful eyes were round, and her pretty face was full of tender anger.

She stomped her feet: "Brother! Are you still painting or not? I'll ask you to help. Why do you like to read scriptures more than Seventh Brother!"

The seventh prince, Kongjue, was knocking on the wooden fish in the temple when he suddenly sneezed.

Gu Nuo'er's two soft lotus arms hugged Ye Siming's arms even tighter.

She snorted: "Just like this, if my brother says it again, I'm going to be unhappy!"

Gu Zihe said hurriedly, "Okay, it's all up to you."

Gu Nuo'er spread a sweet smile, and leaned her head on Ye Siming's shoulder again.

The boy's figure was slightly stiff, and the slender knuckles on his side tightened slightly involuntarily, and clenched his fists loosely.

His eyes were like torches, and he stared straight ahead with cold eyes, as if to look at the delicate beauty beside him, it was all blasphemy.

Gu Nuo'er noticed that he was a little uncomfortable, and looked sideways: "Huh? Brother Siming, why don't you smile? If you look cold in the picture, the beautiful lady will definitely worry that you are not having a good time."

She walked in front of Ye Siming, stretched out her pink and slender fingertips, poked Ye Siming's lips from left to right, and then pulled it up mischievously.

Ye Siming was "forced" to show a smile.

Although the long eyebrows are cold and the dark eyes are faint, the lower half of his face is full of smiles.

Gu Nuo'er blinked, looking at this somewhat discordant expression, she laughed.

Ye Siming gnashed his teeth slightly: "Gu Nuo'er...let go."

The little girl didn't seem to hear it.

Her tender fingers touched Ye Siming's tiger teeth.

"Well, Brother Siming, your tiger teeth are a bit sharp!" Gu Nuo'er pressed twice symbolically, and subconsciously said, "It's a bit like..."

Those puppies hook the same.

Ye Siming raised a cold eyebrow, his eyes were full of darkness and danger.

As soon as he grabbed the little girl's hand and pulled it away, he said with a strange playfulness: "Like what?"

Gu Nuo'er looked at him, and the little girl smiled innocently: "Like... I can't remember it all at once!"

Ye Siming sneered.

If she did, he wouldn't mind letting her know that there was a difference between a dog and a wolf.

Ye Siming took advantage of the situation to pull the little girl in front of him and let her back half against him. The current posture is even closer to each other than just now.

He looked at the eleventh prince: "Draw it."

Gu Zihe was already drawing lines just now, and when he heard the words, he raised his head again, and saw that the two of them had actually changed their postures.

It was Gu Nuoer who put his arms around Ye Siming's arm and leaned on his shoulder.

This time, it was Ye Siming who was half-protecting Gu Nuo'er, and the little girl leaned almost her entire body in his arms.

The most important thing is that the two of them clasped their hands tightly, but neither of them seemed to think there was a problem!

Gu Zihe stared, watching his sister and Yong Yehou interlock their fingers.

No matter how good the relationship is, it can't be so close!