Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 1422: At this moment, fate favored him

Gu Nuo'er's eyes were full of surprise.

Her pink lips burst into a bright smile: "Brother Siming, look, there are so many sky lanterns!"

Ye Siming saw that she liked her, and his stern brows were also stained with a slight smile.

"You didn't see it last time. I supplied you, but the number is not as many as thousands. However, I won't let you miss it again next year. I'll take you to see it on the Buddha's birthday."

Gu Nuo'er looked back and stared at him blankly: "Is this arranged by Brother Siming?"

Ye Siming nodded.

The next second, the little girl suddenly stretched out her arms, wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, and threw herself into Ye Siming's arms.

Ye Siming quickly stabilized his body, and by the way, he reached out to support her waist, to prevent the two of them from rolling off the roof.

"Thank you, Brother Siming, for always taking my words to heart."

She said, rubbing her head against his cheek.

Ye Siming's body froze, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Just from holding her waist with one hand, to gently hugging her with both hands.

"Then do you still want to break up with me?" he asked in a hoarse voice in her ear.

Gu Nuoer shook her head quickly.

Ye Siming laughed lightly, the boy's eyes were deep and emotional, he followed and kissed Gu Nuo'er's black hair.

"That's the best, do you like today's sky lantern?"

Gu Nuoer straightened up from his arms and nodded seriously.

The girl's eyes turned red: "Brother Siming, how long have you been preparing for this?"

"Not long." This is the truth.

He prepared it himself, and called Hu greasy and Jiang Xiaoran to help.

It's just that he didn't eat or sleep all day and night, and he worked more than 300 times.

Ye Siming held Gu Nuo'er's fingertips, and there was a faint fiery affection in his eyes.

"I did such a good job, Gu Nuo'er, do you want to consider giving me a reward?"

Gu Nuo'er's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her pretty face was white and tender: "For example...what?"

Ye Siming looked into her eyes and felt that he was willing to drown in his heart.

"You said today that you want to break up with me. I'm sad for Gu Nuoer. If you think you need to make up for it, why don't you say 'you can't live without me' and let me hear it?"

The boy's voice was hoarse with pleasure.

His eyes were deep, and there was only the figure of the love of his life in his eyes.

Gu Nuo'er was held by his fingertips, and somehow she felt a little embarrassed.

She looked at his thin eyes, Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Speak it out, I want to hear it."

Gu Nuo'er licked her pink lips: "I... I can't live without brother Siming."

"Who can't be without?"

"No'er can't live without Siming."

After she said these words very quickly, even Ye Siming was shocked.

It was true that he wanted to hear a few good words from the girl he loved.

But I didn't expect that such "sweet words", said from Gu Nuo'er's mouth, would be so lethal to him.

It brought almost annihilating pleasure, and let his only remaining love and reason fight each other, and Fen's body was hot.

There was a touch of red in his eyes, and the hand that held Gu Nuo'er became tighter.

"Nuoer..." Ye Siming said hoarsely.

He was trying to express himself.

Because he didn't want to wait any longer.

If he wants to be upright and open, he declares to the world that he, Ye Siming, loves Gu Nuoer and wants to give her his life.

However, at this time, Gu Nuo'er suddenly reached out and held Ye Siming's cheek.

She didn't say anything, and when Ye Siming didn't react, she leaned away and put her pink lips that were soft like petals.

With a "Boom", Ye Siming felt that something had broken in his heart.

At this moment, Ye Siming was very sure.

In the past, he was a demon **** hated and feared by the Three Realms.

But at this time, fate favored him, and God blessed him.

She just kissed him lightly, but Ye Siming wanted to ask himself what he was capable of.

A heart, from now on, loves with no regrets.