Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 1608: He is so distressed

Gu Nuoer was ordered by Ye Siming to sit on the bed and could not go anywhere.

After a while, the boy came in with a pot of hot water.

The shop assistant followed behind him and put a bottle of plaster on the table.

"Young master, the medicine you want."

Ye Siming put the copper basin on the couch in front of Gu Nuo'er.

Turning around, he took out a piece of broken silver from the belt around his waist and handed it to the shop assistant.

"For your reward, breakfast will be delivered to the room tomorrow morning."

The shop boy grinned wide-eyed: "Okay, don't worry, Young Master, it must be done properly."

After he went out, he closed the door.

Ye Siming rolled up his sleeves, squatted down, slender and fair knuckles, and helped take off Gu Nuo'er's shoes and socks.

There was blood on the socks made of coarse cloth.

This flush of red stinged Ye Siming's eyes.

The movement in his hands paused, and then without saying a word, he put Gu Nuo'er's small white feet into the basin with calm brows.

Gu Nuo'er was still immersed in the joy of reuniting with him.

So he was full of energy and told Ye Siming what he saw and heard along the way.

But for some reason, Ye Siming became more and more silent.

Gu Nuoer finally realized that something was wrong.

The charming smile on her face slowly faded away, her black eyes sparkling, full of pity.

The girl bit her lip and hesitated for a while.

Then he asked, "Brother Siming, I'm here for you, why do you seem unhappy?"

"Don't you... don't like me rushing to see you."

Ye Siming was silent.

After a while, he said in a low voice, "I'm going crazy with joy to see you."

"But, Gu Nuo'er—" He raised his head, his long eyes slightly red: "I can't bear to think, how did you get here all the way."

She had never suffered like this.

Blood came out of the socks, and there were five or six wounds on the delicate soles of the feet!

I just saw her for the first time in the woods.

Ye Siming could feel her exhaustion and her strong vigilance.

His little thing, in order to see him, suffers such a sin.

She traveled thousands of miles, traveled through many mountains and rivers, and experienced many dangerous accidents before she came to him.

Ye Siming felt that——

He didn't protect her well.

When Gu Nuoer saw Ye Siming's eyes were red, she opened her eyes in surprise.

Brother Siming is about to cry! ?

She hurriedly reached out to hold his face: "Brother Siming, I'm fine! My feet are broken because I changed into unobtrusive clothes before."

"The material of the shoes is a bit rough, but it's bearable, I don't feel pain."

Ye Siming lowered his head and smiled bitterly for the first time.

"Why don't you feel pain."

At this moment, Gu Nuoer understood.

His distress has long overshadowed the joy of reunion.

While she was still glad to finally see him, he was thinking how much she had suffered.

Gu Nuo'er pursed her pink lips, stretched out her white and tender lotus arm, leaned forward, and slowly wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Brother Siming," her voice was gentle and sweet, soft like a piece of toffee: "It really doesn't matter, seeing you, all my tiredness is gone."

Ye Siming tilted his head slightly, his thin lips just a few inches by her ear.

The boy's voice was hoarse: "So, do you miss me?"

Gu Nuo'er nodded, her cheeks pink and tender: "I miss you."

Ye Siming knelt on the couch and immediately hugged Gu Nuoer's body tightly.

The boys and girls were leaning against each other, only to hear Ye Siming's deep voice, which was particularly low-pitched and pleasant.

"Me too."

Later, Ye Siming put medicine on Gu Nuo'er's feet, the little girl buried her face in the pillow and clutched the quilt tightly.

However, I still cried.

Gu Nuo'er has never suffered any injuries in her life. The stinging pain from the powder this time made her endure for a long time, and finally whimpered.

"Brother Siming, I'm not enough, it hurts."

She raised her tearful eyes, her body trembled while crying, kicking and rubbing her feet back and forth, trying to wipe off the powder.