Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 1687: Gu Nuo'er is calmer than him

In this case, it brought a lot of shock and shock to the young Li Xingzu.

He stared blankly at Ye Siming.

Before that, he thought that he would always be quiet and live in this small nearby city.

But I don't know why, but after hearing what Ye Siming said, Li Xingzu felt that——

The world is so big, he should go for it!

In the past, being a general was a goal that one only dared to imagine, but did not expect to achieve.

But now, Li Xingzu believes that if he does not try, he will overcome all difficulties.

How do you know it can't be done!

Somehow, Li Xingzu burst into tears: "I remember what Brother Hou said, I will definitely make a breakthrough!"

Gu Nuo'er blinked her black round eyes and smiled sweetly: "How do you say you're crying!"

Seeing his tears, Ye Siming immediately withdrew his hand.

For fear that Li Xingzu's tears would fall on his hands.

It's really hard to bring a child, and after a few words, it will cry.

Ye Siming frowned in thought.

He raised his jaw: "Qin Song, you take this child home."

Qin Song clasped his fists: "Yes."

He took Li Xingzu, who was wiping tears, and wanted to work hard and be strong, and left.

After walking a distance, the child couldn't help but turn his head and looked at the tall figure on the other side of Fengxue.

A seed was planted in his heart.

In the coming days, it will grow into a towering tree, sheltering from the wind and rain.

After Li Xingzu left, Gu Nuoer took Ye Siming's hand and the two walked to the tent together.

The flying snow swayed the corners of their clothes.

"Brother Siming, what you said just now, I couldn't help but be moved. I don't blame the children for crying with excitement."

Gu Nuo'er's eyes were gentle, and a little bit of enthusiasm that she didn't even notice.

Ye Siming clenched her slender palm tightly.

His tone was lazy, with a hint of indifference.

"Just talk about it."

After returning to the camp, Ye Siming wiped off a few snowflakes from Gu Nuo'er's hair bun.

He poured a cup of hot tea to warm her up.

Looking at Gu Nuo'er sitting on the chair, drinking water obediently.

Ye Siming thought for a while, leaned aside, and said casually: "In a few days, I will lead two teams and go directly to capture the capital."

"About three days."

Gu Nuoer heard the words and immediately put down the cup.

"Okay, I've put away the military uniform I wore before, just in time for it."

Ye Siming let out a low laugh, he raised his thin black eyes: "This time, you won't follow."

Gu Nuo'er looked at him with watery eyes, a little puzzled.

Ye Siming took two steps forward and enveloped Gu Nuoer in his figure.

"When I get back, I have something to tell you."

"So, I want to go to a quick fight and take you, I'm afraid of distraction."

Gu Nuo'er has no objection.

After all, the last time she was with her, she also found out that she was there, and Ye Siming didn't want to go anywhere.

It would be a disservice.

But she hesitated: "But you are taking two teams, is it safe?"

Ye Siming sneered: "If it wasn't for appearance, I wouldn't want to bring it alone."

He would go by himself and kill for a day and a night, and he would not feel tired, but would be faster.

But if this is the case, in the eyes of outsiders, it doesn't make sense.

Gu Nuoer thought that Ye Siming was strong enough.

Although there was still a slight worry in her heart, she respected his decision.

"Okay." She nodded.

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you ask me what I want to tell you?"

Gu Nuo'er innocently blinked her curled long eyelashes: "You tell me when you say it."

Ye Siming was stunned for a moment, and immediately pursed his thin lips.

Gu Nuo'er was more calm than him.