Ye Siming turned around and saw Gu Nuoer frowning helplessly, aggrieved and at a loss.

A chuckle rolled out of his throat.

Ye Siming patted the firewood and ashes on his palm, walked over to take the child first, and held it with his right hand.

The left hand caressed Gu Nuo'er's shoulder to comfort her: "In that case, let's change it for her. Why cry, squeamish bag."

Gu Nuo'er pouted: "I won't, or I'll go back to the palace now and let my mother arrange for a nanny to come over?"

Ye Siming only said that it was unnecessary.

He walked out of the kitchen with the child in his arms: "I'm here to try, isn't it just wrapping a piece of cloth for her."

Gu Nuoer hurriedly followed behind him.

The two returned to the room, Ye Siming's slender fingers, methodically removed the baby's swaddling.

However, when it comes to removing the last layer of diapers.

Ye Siming suddenly stopped.

He frowned: "She's a girl."

Gu Nuoer's eyes were serious, she nodded and said, "Mmmm, yes, what's wrong?"

Ye Siming turned around and said, "I don't see it, so you wipe it for her?"

Gu Nuo'er took a deep breath.

"I-I won't."

Ye Siming had no choice but to turn his head and closed his eyes.

"Then you help me see, don't make a mistake."

Gu Nuoer repeatedly agreed.

Ye Siming took the wet cloth and wiped the baby's bottom.

Gu Nuo'er turned her eyes sideways and said, "It's crooked, go a little to the left."

She reached out and took his wrist.

But Ye Siming's movements were obviously paused, his long eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

Gu Nuoer asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Siming was silent for a moment: "The smell is very heavy."

The girl couldn't help but chuckle.

Brother Siming's sense of smell is already more sensitive.

It's really hurting him now!

At first the baby was crying non-stop.

After Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming cooperated to change her into dry and comfortable diapers, she finally stopped crying.

Still blinking big eyes, eating small hands, and looking curiously at the two strangers, Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer.

Gu Nuo'er leaned over and poked her little face lightly with her hand.

The baby burst into giggling laughter.

Gu Nuo'er showed a smile: "You are so good~"

Ye Si Mingjun's cold expression softened, he quietly looked at the girl in front of him, and teased the baby in the crib.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that if it was his wife and daughter in front of him, just thinking about it would make him feel extremely satisfied and happy.

Suddenly, Ye Siming came back to his senses, frowned, and sniffed.

Has a mushy taste?

He suddenly remembered that there was a fire in the kitchen!

Ye Siming turned around suddenly and rushed to the kitchen with long legs.

Black smoke billowed from the doors and windows!

Gu Nuo'er also came with the child.

When she saw this scene, Ye Siming had already picked up the bucket and came over to put out the fire.

But the thick smoke was choking, Gu Nuo'er hurriedly waved her slender fingertips, and the fine rain threads were intertwined into a net, and she immediately rushed into the kitchen!

In just a few blinks of an eye, the fire was extinguished.

And the air was like raindrops flying like water vapor.

Some floated on the baby's face in Gu Nuo'er's arms, and the cold feeling made the little baby tremble uncontrollably.

Afterwards, she felt it was even more novel and fun, she stretched out her little hand, babbled in her mouth, and grabbed the raindrops that were swirling in the air.

Gu Nuo'er walked in: "Brother Siming, can the kitchen still be used?"

Ye Siming checked it, and Shen Mei said, "One stove is burning black, so let's use the other one."

Immediately afterwards, he set the fire to a pot, scooped a spoonful of rice from the rice jar, and prepared to make porridge.

During the period, Gu Nuoer held the child and walked around beside him, coaxing the little guy to be happy.