Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 1540: Make up for what you owe

Gu Nuo'er's laughter gradually ceased.

The little girl has black eyelashes, trembling like butterfly wings flapping.

Yingying water eyes, more porcelain-white cheeks were soaked with a touch of tender powder.

She lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "I don't have time to say what I want to care about..."

Hearing her coquettish embarrassment, Ye Siming laughed, his long eyes burning: "Then tell me now, I want to hear it."

Gu Nuo'er's pink tongue licked her lips involuntarily.

His eyes were bright and black, and the hibiscus noodles became even more red.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice seemed to be charmingly soft.

"Actually, I don't have anything else to warn you. I just want to say...Brother Siming, come back early and promise to watch the snow with me."

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, and his thin lips gave a chuckle: "That's all?"

His voice was low and sweet, with inexplicable bewitching.

In this moonlit night, it was so easy to tug at the girl's heartstrings.

Gu Nuo'er's ears were hot: "And... After you come back, I can make up for the one I owe before."

"Which one?" Ye Siming couldn't help laughing.

He had to ask to the end, but Gu Nuoer was too embarrassed to say it.

Her black eyes flickered with shyness and anger, her teeth bit her lip, and her voice was like a mosquito: "You play stupid! That's it!"

"I didn't understand." Ye Siming rolled out of his throat with a low smile.

The hurt Gu Nuoer's cheeks were even redder, like a cloud!

The little girl was too embarrassed, and suddenly said: "Then I'm going to be fooled, and I don't remember it either. Hmph, brother Siming, hurry up and get busy, I'm going to bed!"

Saying that, she quickly took off the red rope from her wrist and put it directly under the pillow to press it.

Even if you cut off contact.

Gu Nuo'er was still blushing, her slender fingers dragged the quilt and buried herself in it.

Like a shy little pearl hiding in her own shell.

Brother Siming, it's too bad, he just bullied her on purpose!

It's obvious that she's alluding to it so clearly.

Thinking of this, Gu Nuo'er's expression became more charming and charming, even with complaints in her eyes, she was very smart and beautiful.

For some reason, her heart was beating very fast.

Thinking about how to punish Ye Siming when he returns to Beijing, he gradually fell asleep.

On Ye Siming's side, ever since Gu Nuoer ran away in shame, he couldn't hold back the smile on his lips.

He rubbed his wrench slowly.

The long eyebrows entered the temples, and the narrow eyes raised unruly domineering.

"Everything is up to you. If you want to cheat on this matter, you will not obey your orders."

Whether Gu Nuoer could hear or not, Ye Siming said this with a deep voice and a smile.

Afterwards, the teenager took his long legs and walked directly towards the village.

The wolf xu army are all first-class skills that he has trained.

The villagers who wanted to resist had already been subdued by them, their hands were tied, and they were lying on the ground.

In a courtyard with the word "Happiness" posted on the door, the scolding was particularly harsh.

The village chief was pressed by Qin Song, his face was on the ground, and he was still cursing.

"Where are you bandits and bandits, dare to spoil my daughter's happy event, report her name, and I will prevent you from walking out of Yundiaoguan alive!"

He was originally the bully head of a village in the frontier of Jin State.

After annexing several small villages in Fangyuan, the merchants in the past would be exploited by him whenever they lived in the village.

Relying on the fact that the sky is high and the emperor is far away, the village chief does not often do evil things to bully men and women.

Unexpectedly, a group of ruthless men suddenly sprang up, smashed his daughter's wedding, and pressed him to the ground!

Out of the corner of the village head, he saw a tall boy walk in.

His dark cloud robe was hooked with a gold thread, and it was especially conspicuous as it swayed with the wind in the cold night.

Those cold eyes that looked down proudly under the golden crown were cold and full of indescribable hostility.