Seeing this, Gu Nuoer laughed.

She took out the rattle she brought, teasing Tuantuan and said, "Tuan Tuan look here~"

The little guy immediately stretched out his two fleshy little fat hands, giggled with laughter, his big eyes curved, and played with Gu Nuoer.

Gu Nuo'er raised her head: "Brother Siming, try it too."

She put the rattle into Ye Siming's hands.

Ye Siming's movements were a little stiff, and he lowered his eyes to meet the little baby in his arms.

The smile in Tuan Tuan's eyes that had just been lit by Gu Nuo'er had turned into an infantile nervousness.

She hesitated to reach out her little meaty hand, trying to grab a rattle.

However, Ye Siming raised his eyebrows slightly, and the little guy retracted his hand in fright.

Gu Nuo'er looked at the way he was holding a rattle, as if he was holding a dagger.

"Brother Siming, you have to shake so that you can play with the group."

Ye Siming did as he was told, his tone was rather cold: "Tuantuan, be good."

These three words have no emotion at all.

Tuantuan clenched his small hands into fists and looked at Ye Siming aggrievedly.

Then she made a grunting noise.

Tuantuan struggled to get out of Ye Siming's arms and crawled towards Gu Nuo'er.

After being squeezed into Gu Nuo'er's arms.

Tuantuan turned his back to Ye Siming, and turned into a bunch of little meat buns sitting in the girl's arms.

The little guy occasionally turned his head to look at Ye Siming, his big clear and innocent eyes were full of complaints.

It's as if he doesn't know how to coax children.

Ye Siming frowned slightly: "Does she dislike me?"

Gu Nuo'er couldn't help laughing.

She looked at Tuan Tuan who was completely reliant on her arms: "Maybe, who made Brother Siming always cold and fierce!"

"You can show it to Tuantuan with a smile, be friendly, maybe it will be fine."

Ye Siming didn't want to make such an expression to a little baby.

But since Gu Nuoer spoke, he lightly pulled the corner of his lips and gave a perfunctory smile.

It happened that they turned around and saw Ye Siming's eyes were cold and his smile was full of oppression.

She was so frightened that she shuddered, turned around and grabbed Gu Nuo'er's clothes tightly, never wanting to come out of her arms again.

Ye Siming rolled his sleeves and said coldly, "This kid doesn't appreciate it, that's all."

Gu Nuo'er had to bow her head to make Tuantuan happy.

After a while, Tuantuan and Gu Nuoer were enjoying themselves, and giggling came again.

Ye Siming folded his arms and watched coldly.

Tuantuan is a little girl, yet she is so attached to Gu Nuoer.

If they really have a daughter in the future, wouldn't they be occupying his little things day and night?

Ye Siming narrowed his eyes.

It seems that it is not safe to have a daughter.

After the carriage entered the palace, Gu Nuo'er got off the carriage with the ball in her arms.

Ye Siming stretched out his hand: "She's too heavy. You hugged her for a while. Your arm should be sore. Give her to me."

Tuantuan quickly twisted his body, trying to hide himself in Gu Nuo'er's arms and not give Ye Siming a hug.

The little guy did not forget to make a humming sound in protest.

Gu Nuo'er lightly blinked her long eyelashes: "Otherwise, I'll hold you for a while, I'm not too tired now."

Ye Siming stretched out his hand directly: "I can tell whether you are tired or not."

He grabbed the little guy in his hand and lifted it out easily.

Tuantuan's small mouth was deflated, and he was about to cry immediately.

Ye Siming looked at it coldly: "Hold on, if you cry, you won't have anything to eat for a while."

Tuantuan didn't know if he understood, and the two little fleshy hands clenched into fists.

There were no tears in his eyes, but his little body trembled, as if he was crying sadly in his heart.