On May 29th, in the early summer, the blue sky is clear and the wind blowing with a little heat.

Gu Nuo'er is wearing a playful and agile summer dress, with pink butterfly embroidered shoes on her little feet.

She held up a large lotus leaf for shade, which she picked herself when she passed a lotus pond just now.

The little man was waiting on the side of the road, like a kitten waiting to be taken home, with a pair of jet-black spiritual pupils blinking, looking very well-behaved.

She is waiting.

A malicious middle-aged man with two pustules rubbed his hands and approached.

"Little sister, why are you here alone, what about your family?"

Gu Nuo'er raised her head, the lotus leaf umbrella slightly tilted.

Under the sunlight, she revealed a delicate and tender little face.

The middle-aged man's eyes were amazed for a moment.

Such a beautiful little beauty.

Like a doll made of ice and snow, but with red lips and white teeth, and a pair of black eyes are very smart.

Gu Nuo'er opened her mouth and said in a glutinous voice, "This bad uncle, I have a hunch, if you don't leave, someone will kick your **** later!"

The middle-aged man laughed loudly when he heard it.

"Little girl, who do you want to scare? Let's go, Uncle will take you to buy something delicious."

Saying that, he stretched out his hand, trying to force Gu Nuo'er away.

The little guy is calm and does not avoid.

At this moment, a purple-robed figure suddenly appeared.

Ye Siming raised his black boots and kicked the man away.

The man wiped the ground and slid out a meter away.

"Cough cough..." The middle-aged man spat out the ash in his mouth, got up in embarrassment, and stared at Ye Siming: "In broad daylight, you dare to do it!?"

Ye Siming was dressed in dark purple clothes and tied his hair with a golden crown.

The long thin brows were filled with indifference and arrogance, looking at the man's eyes as if looking at an ant.

His tone was cold, and he spat out a word like gold: "Go away."

Man, but I wanted to ramble.

But he suddenly saw a waist card hanging from Ye Siming's waist.

The pattern of the group of pythons on it is very dazzling and luxurious. Those who can wear this waist card must be rich or noble.

cant afford to...

The middle-aged man pointed at Ye Siming: "Wait, I'll go back and call someone!"

After all, he disappeared in a flash.

Gu Nuo'er rolled her eyes and smiled sweetly: "Just say it, he will be kicked ass!"

After he finished speaking, the little guy turned to Ye Siming with his black eyes.

"Wow, Brother Siming, you bought so many acridines!"

Ye Siming's temperament is cold and rebellious, but what is very inconsistent is that his hands are full of freshly baked pastries.

There are red bean cake and soft flower cake from Xiaoxianglou, Xiangmantooth and black sesame candy from Moon Laigu, and Gu Nuoer's favorite, sugar-coated red dates.

The little guy went out today and said that he wanted to taste all the signs in the famous pastry shop.

So just now, Ye Siming asked her to wait obediently on the street, and he went to line up to buy.

The boy squatted down and raised his long eyebrows: "You said you wanted to eat, so I bought it, but you eat so much, won't you feel uncomfortable?"

Gu Nuo'er smiled sweetly: "Isn't there still you? My mother said that good things should be shared together. I eat sweet cakes, and brother Siming eats sweet cake crumbs."

The little man stretched out his little hand, grabbed Ye Siming's sleeve, and took him to a teahouse to sit.

A dazzling array of pastries were placed on a table.

Gu Nuoer tasted it carefully.

When Ye Siming was drinking tea, the little guy held a piece of sugar-coated red dates with his little hand and handed it to Ye Siming's lips.

"Come on, feed you~"

Ye Siming looked at her big serious eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, and she looked very well-behaved.

For some reason, he felt a sense of satisfaction.

Ye Siming opened his mouth obediently and was about to lower his head to eat, but who knows, the little guy turned his finger and put it in his mouth.

This little thing, provoking him?