night.

The bright pearls in the Demon Temple are bright as day without lamps and candles.

Gu Nuoer just finished bathing when she took Ye Siming's hand.

"Brother Siming, when are we going to pick a treasure for Xiaolu so that she can live?"

Ye Siming pressed her onto the chair and wiped her hair with clean silk.

Wherever his palms went, there was a scorching heat.

Just like the love in his eyes.

"Treasure? Pick one out there." Ye Siming pointed to the corner of the hall.

When Gu Nuoer came before, in every corner of the Temple of the Demon God, there were piles of rare treasures high on a hill.

Ye Siming didn't pay much attention to these things and thought they were useless.

So when other little demons came in and offered them to him, he just threw them away.

Now that Gu Nuo'er is here, Ye Siming was afraid that she would hurt her foot when she stepped on it, so he asked Qiang Qi to pile all the treasures together.

Treasures gathered together, sparkling, very dazzling.

Gu Nuo'er just glanced at it and shook her head.

"These are not good, there is no spiritual energy, I want to find the best one for Xiaolu."

Green marriage replenished in the void—

[It would be better if you didn't call me Little Green. 】

Gu Nuoer covered her lips and snickered.

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, and he thought for a while: "Otherwise, I'll dig out the Yaodan from Tingtuo and give it to you. It has been cultivating for some years, and the Yaodan should not be bad."

Hearing this, Gu Nuoer immediately turned her head and stared at her eyes: "No! Brother Siming, you are not allowed to attack Tingtuo!"

When Ye Siming came back today, Qiong Qi had honestly admitted his mistake to him.

I heard that Gu Nuo'er went to plant flowers today, and met Yuto to find fault.

Ye Siming was already motivated to kill when he learned that Yutao made a rude remark.

If it wasn't for Gu Nuo'er to take a bath, he would have to stay outside to prevent Chaos from entering to compete for favor.

To disapprove of his wife is to disobey him.

For all the monsters who do not surrender, Ye Siming has only one way—

killed.

Seeing that Gu Nuo'er was very protective of Tingtao, Ye Siming couldn't help but smile.

"You still feel sorry for it?"

Gu Nuo'er blinked her bright eyes, took his hand and said, "Brother Siming, think about it, when you didn't meet me before, did you think the gods were bad?"

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, remained silent for a moment, and nodded: "Yes."

Gu Nuo'er blinked her long eyelashes and said in a coquettish tone, "That's right, it's normal for Tingtao to be hostile to me now, you don't have to be fierce or impatient, I have a way to become good friends with it. ."

Ye Siming looked at her and listened to her talking about yongtu, the kind of tolerant gaze she showed was like a mother treating her child.

The young man couldn't help but let out a doting smile.

In the future, she must do the same to their children.

For some reason, Ye Siming always felt that as long as he thought of having a child with Gu Nuoer, the blood in his body suddenly became hot and scorching hot, rushing everywhere.

An instinct that made him want to do something.

But, out of respect and love, he is extremely restrained.

At this time, Ye Siming held Gu Nuo'er's hand, squatted down in front of her, and voluntarily lowered her head.

He looked at the girl sitting in the chair, and his thin lips turned into a small smile.

"Baby, I have something to discuss with you."

Gu Nuo'er pursed her lips, her face was red, her eyes were as black as water, and her voice was soft: "Negotiate, just discuss, why call baby, are you afraid that I won't agree?"