Ye Siming looked at her with deep eyes as she was in severe pain.

I feel remorse in my heart.

He put his finger to Gu Nuo'er's lips.

The tone is low and gentle: "bit me if you hurt."

Gu Nuo'er blinked her hazy teary eyes, looked at his slender fingertips, and looked up at Ye Siming again.

She shook her head, holding the pillow back.

A very poor little one.

"I don't want it." Gu Nuo'er refused.

Ye Siming looked at her tearful face, because she had cried before, with a touch of beauty.

She is so charming and beautiful.

Ye Siming sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand gently, and looked at the little girl seriously.

"Then I'll hold you and cry if it hurts. I'll move faster, okay?"

Gu Nuo'er shook her head pitifully: "I don't..."

Her slender fingertips hooked Gou Ye Siming's palm, acting like a coquettish pleading.

"Brother Siming, it doesn't matter if you don't apply the medicine. This wound will heal in two days."

Ye Siming held his breath and his eyes were dark: "No, if you don't care, you will hurt if you touch it a little. Otherwise, try magic?"

Gu Nuo'er sniffed and cried, "I've tried it, but small wounds don't work, not to mention, where can these small holes use magic..."

Ye Siming frowned deeply.

Gu Nuo'er was really distressed when she saw him.

Pink tongue licked her red lips, her black eyes rolled around, and she whispered, "Brother Siming, otherwise, tell me the interesting things you have encountered along the way, and I will endure it while listening."

"In this way, the attention is not on the wound, maybe it will be accepted, okay?"

Ye Siming heard the words, picked up the medicine bottle again, and smiled with black eyes: "Why not?"

He leaned over and hugged Gu Nuoer.

The little girl's back was against his heart, and her two slender legs were curled up, revealing two cute little jade-white feet.

Ye Siming lowered his head, almost touching Gu Nuo'er's ear.

He said: "When Yun Diaoguan rescued Qiao Xiuli, he was almost kidnapped by the village tyrant and his daughter, and he was someone else's husband."

Gu Nuo'er was surprised: "Really? My cousin is too pitiful."

When she was talking, Ye Siming moved quickly and accurately, and applied a little medicinal powder to the wound on the sole of her foot.

The little girl only trembled in pain, but did not cry.

Seeing that this method was useful, Ye Siming continued to smile.

"Yeah, and during the march, we were stationed in a deep forest to rest. Jiang Xiaoran couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. When he was walking around, he was scared and screamed by a long-haired figure in the pool."

Gu Nuoer hurriedly asked, "Has he encountered a ghost?"

Ye Siming smiled while applying the medicine: "He also shouted like that, saying that he hit a ghost. After everyone went there, they found out that it was Junshi Luo who was showering with loose hair."

Master Luo...

Gu Nuo'er covered her lips and laughed, and the tears on her face were gently wiped away by Ye Siming.

Seeing her happy, Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and said, "There is a general who is always victorious and undefeated near the city. He is a famous warrior from Jin, but he has a characteristic. Guess what?"

The medicine was almost finished, and Gu Nuoer didn't feel any pain.

She swayed her little feet, feeling the cold feeling left behind after the sting of the ointment.

"Um... characteristics? Could it be that he has three heads and six arms?"

Ye Siming chuckled and shook his head, looking sideways at the baby in his arms.

His arrogant eyes were filled with love and pampering.

"None of them. He is very good at eating. He has to eat a bucket of rice every time, and he has a nickname called "Dragon King Jin". If the emperor of Jin is a dragon, he will compare himself to the emperor's tendon."