Feng Ruoxin looked at Hu greasy.

Shadows flashed in her eyes, but she pretended to be aggrieved and said, "This son has misunderstood. I mean, the princess can enter, why can't we enter?"

Hu greasy glanced at her sideways: "The princess is Yong Yehou's baby, she goes in, he will take good care of her."

"You are a stranger, and no one cares about you. After you enter, you get sick, and then you run out and pass it on to others. How can you get it?"

"Don't be in a hurry to go in, you won't be able to come when the food is delivered, you have to squeeze the present, you want to show, and don't pick the time!"

After speaking, Hu greasy squeezed her away: "Don't get in the way!"

He walked into the village with dashing steps.

Feng Ruoxin stared at his back, gnashing his teeth angrily.

Yue He couldn't bear to watch from a distance.

She ran over and grabbed Feng Ruoxin's sleeve.

"Second miss, let's go back. It's too dangerous here. If you really get infected, you can pass it on to the master and wife after returning to the manor. It will be fatal!"

Feng Ruoxin gave her a cool look.

No matter how unwilling you are, you can only hold back.

She really didn't understand why Ye Siming was like a rock, no matter how close she was, it was useless.

Why is she quietly provoking that Gu Nuoer and him can still love each other so much?

Inside the village house.

Gu Nuo'er sat on the chair, Ye Siming returned from outside and gave her his water bladder.

"There are a lot of sick people here. I'm afraid the water source is not clean. You drink mine."

After opening it, the girl took two sips and put the water bag on the table: "I'm not thirsty, I'll keep the rest for you."

Seeing this, Ye Siming let out a light smile on his thin lips.

He walked over and leaned over to look at Gu Nuo'er's eyebrows.

"Are you tired?" The young man asked in a deep voice of concern.

His twinkling thin eyes were full of distress for her.

This sentence made Gu Nuo'er, who had finally stopped crying, reddened her eyes again.

She shook her head: "I'm not tired brother Siming, I'm sorry brother Siming, I lost my temper with you last night."

Ye Si Ming's eyes were dark and he looked at her quietly.

The teenager dragged the chair in front of her and sat opposite Gu Nuoer.

He held her two hands in the palm of his hand, the wide and thin palm wrapped around the girl's petite, white hand, forming a sharp contrast.

"Gu Nuo'er, have I said before that you never have to say sorry to me."

Gu Nuo'er was startled and shook her head.

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then I'll say now, no matter what you do, never say sorry, I won't blame you, not at any time."

"Besides, I know why my little one is unhappy, because I didn't tell you right away that Feng Ruoxin asked me, and it was my negligence."

Gu Nuoer shook her head desperately: "It's obviously a trivial matter, I shouldn't be angry."

Ye Siming raised his eyes and stared at her affectionately.

"Your anger, just like I felt unhappy when I saw Qi Jingsheng put on clothes for you, was out of caring."

"Because I had the same feeling, so I understand you, this kind of petty temper, for me, is the proof that you love me."

Having said this, Ye Siming smiled again full of soothing and gentleness.

"Do you remember, you said that you don't know what love is. Love is that you don't need to say it. I will find the proof that you have me in your heart from these details."

He leaned over and kissed the traces of her tears on Gu Nuoer's cheek gently.

Gu Nuo'er's heart was shaking like a drum, and it was reverberating!

He turned some of the grievances she gave into love, and gave her back turbulently and enthusiastically.