Gu Nuoer glanced at him with a bulging face, Nuo Nuo said, "Brother Siming, we won't go to the street today, I'll take you to a place where you can eat without money candy candy!"

Yesiming lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Why is this little thing different every time?

The carriage drove slowly, and finally Gu Nuoer pouted her little **** and fell asleep on Ye Siming's lap without any image.

The little guy didn't know what he was dreaming, and his little body twisted uncomfortably on the carriage.

A pair of cute little eyebrows are also tightly wrinkled, and cold sweat oozes on the round pink and white cheeks.

"Don't bite my foot acridine, no acridine, it hurts!"

She was talking in her sleep, humming, as if she was about to cry.

She was still crying: "Brother Siming, you can't bite my feet! Shut up, are you a big dog?"

Ye Siming was stunned for a moment, and then he gritted his teeth: "Gu Nuo'er, who are you talking about as a dog, don't take an inch!"

He only bit the little guy's little finger once, and he didn't make much effort, yet left such a deep shadow on her?

He will eat her feet? joke!

Ye Siming just finished his anger, but Gu Nuoer stretched his body and kicked!

The little feet that were just stepping on his heart have already stepped on the bridge of Ye Siming's nose.

Visible to the naked eye, Ye Siming's forehead popped out a frenzy that was about to rage.

He stretched out his slender and white palm, just about to punch Gu Nuoer to make her sober.

Who knows, when Ye Siming grabbed Gu Nuoer's small ankle and lifted her upside down.

But she saw tears gurgling on her face, like a crying sad meat bun.

The little guy is still talking in his sleep: "So you are very hungry... Well, just give it a bite... If there is more, I will lose a toe!"

Ye Siming could shed so many tears even if she saw her upside down.

What a squeamish little thing.

After watching for a while, he didn't want to deal with her.

He is a dignified demon, why bother with such a gadget with a lifespan of less than a hundred years.

After a long time, Gu Nuoer finally woke up.

She rubbed her big watery eyes with her little hands, and looked up—

You can see Ye Siming's beautifully curved lower jaw, so close at hand.

She was lying in the crook of his legs, not knowing how long she slept.

Ye Siming's face was cold, and he didn't know if he was impatient.

Gu Nuoer yawned with tears on her face: "Brother Siming, how long have I slept?"

Take care of you."

Gu Nuoer snorted, picked up Ye Siming's sleeves and wiped her face like a little cat.

When Ye Siming got off the carriage, he thought of what Wan Yin said.

He neatly grabbed Gu Nuo'er's collar and lifted the little guy down.

The carriage stopped outside the alley of a residential house. The decoration here is simple and the residential houses are relatively ordinary.

Gu Nuo’er took small steps and counted the rooms: “The sixth one should be, one…two…three…”

Ye Siming followed her until she stopped in front of the sixth house.

Gu Nuoer knocked on the door with her little hand: "Mother Hu! Mama Hu, I'm here to see you!"