After a stick of incense, inside Bai Yi Mansion.

Bai Yi and his wife looked at the little man sitting in the lobby.

Gu Nuo'er dangled her feet and ate the last piece of cake in one bite.

Her fleshy cheeks were covered in pastry crumbs.

After eating, the little man did not forget to take out his handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth twice.

He looks good and Mrs. Bai likes it.

"Princess, what else do you want to eat? I'll make it for you!"

Gu Nuoer waved her little hand and jumped off the chair: "Aunt Bai, don't bother, I'm here to wait for brother Siming, since he hasn't come back, I'll go to his room Wait for him!"

Just now, Gu Nuoer did not find Ye Siming in the restaurant.

So I immediately decided to let the carriage turn and come to the White House.

No matter what brother Siming does, he has to go home in the end, right?

Bai Yi said: "Princess, do you want to send someone to look for him in the city at the end of the day? Don't wait any longer."

Gu Nuoer shook her head quickly: "No, Uncle Bai, what if brother Siming has his own business to do? My mother said that when a boy grows up, he will have his own Little secret, we can't disturb him!

It doesn't matter, just go to his room and wait. "

After saying that, the little guy walked towards Ye Siming's yard with ease.

I've been here several times, she's clean!

Mrs. Bai looked at Gu Nuo'er's little back with a soft expression of love.

"It would be great if the little princess lived in our house. I look at her every day, and I like it so much! Hey, Xianggong, do you think Si Ming will become a concubine in the future?"

Bai Yi was taken aback: "Madam, don't talk nonsense! Let the emperor hear it, you will lose your head!"

How precious Gu Yihan is, Gu Nuoer.

I can't wait to raise her to 80 years old, where would I want her to marry?

And with Si Ming's stinky temper, can he be a concubine?

Mrs. Bai pouted, a little dissatisfied.

"You're dead brains. I won't tell you, I'm going to prepare dinner for the evening, and the little princess will definitely stay for dinner."

Gu Nuo'er went to Ye Siming's house and closed the door with her little hand.

Ye Siming's interior decoration is as simple as before.

It's just that the desk is messier than usual.

Gu Nuoer climbed onto the chair and pulled out a pile of pressed rice paper from under the book.

I found that on several sheets of paper, the words of Ye Si Minglian were actually written.

He wrote Gu Nuo'er and his name.

From the sloppy handwriting to the skillful, there is an indescribable charm.

Gu Nuo'er blinked, surprised.

It turns out that Brother Siming was very good at learning when she didn't know it!

The little guy stuffed the rice paper back again.

She turned around and ran to Ye Siming's bed, took off her small socks and shoes, and put them neatly.

Then, the little body suddenly leaned back.

"Hu~ Brother Siming's bed is also more comfortable~"

She hugged Ye Siming's quilt and grunted from left to right.

In the end, she was so excited that she wrapped herself in a quilt into a round "silkworm chrysalis".

Squinting, waiting for sleepiness to strike.

Ugh... Why hasn't Brother Si Ming come back?

What the **** is he doing?

Gu Nuoer was tired from playing and gradually fell asleep.

But after a long time, she suddenly heard a muffled sound from the yard.

The little guy woke up immediately.

Is Brother Siming back?

She hurriedly kicked the quilt, bare feet, and ran out.

"Brother Siming!"

As soon as Gu Nuoer opened the door and saw the person in front of her, she couldn't help but startled slightly.