Ye Siming frowned slightly, and his drooping eyes were full of black light and depth.

His handsome and cold face was condensed with a suspicious ruddy.

"No." The simple words were said firmly by Ye Siming.

Gu Nuo'er looked helpless and sighed softly.

"Brother Siming, why are you more difficult to handle than when you were three years old! But if you don't cool down, won't you always be uncomfortable?"

Ye Siming took a deep breath for a moment, then suddenly said, "Maybe eating sugar will make you feel better."

Gu Nuo'er was startled, and spread out her hands: "Nuobao is five years old, but he is not a kid who always brings candy anywhere, I only eat one in five days now! I didn't bring acridine today! "

Ye Siming suddenly held her small wrist.

The slender fingertips touched her pink lips.

"Can you eat here?"

Gu Nuo'er widened her eyes and covered her mouth with two small hands.

The little milk voice buzzed: "Brother Siming, the nest is really not delicious!"

When she was in the Jade Pond, she heard from Uncle Cooking God!

People in the world like to eat spicy fish bubbles, cold fish mouths, and fish scales!

Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuy uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu000000

Yesiming's wolf ears drooped down!

In his dark and deep eyes, there was an indescribable emotion rolling in, which made Gu Nuoer feel that he looked a little helpless and pitiful.

"Can't you try it?" Ye Siming asked in a low voice.

He was probably dazed by the burning, and subconsciously lowered his head and placed it on Gu Nuoer's small shoulder and neck.

Yesiming's voice was hoarse and sweet: "Is it really impossible? Gu Nuo'er is not good at what I did? Can't I give this reward?"

Gu Nuoer frowned pitifully.

In her big eyes, sparkling and tangled.

Brother Siming is so pitiful!

Finally, Gu Nuoer carefully stretched out her little thumb.

She closed her eyes reluctantly: "No mouth, little finger, I will force you to eat Brother Ba Siming.

Otherwise if I lose my mouth, I won't be able to talk to you in the future. The little finger is gone...it can grow again..."

Although she wasn't sure.

Yesiming raised his head and watched the little guy do this for him.

He couldn't help but his eyes were swept away, replaced by a chuckle.

"Idiot," Ye Siming held her small wrist and pulled her into his arms: "I lied to you."

Gu Nuo'er suddenly realized, she raised her head and looked at Ye Siming, although his face was flushed, with a slight sense of illness.

However, her eyes flashed deep, dark and dazzling, hiding a smile.

The little guy was immediately dissatisfied with his hips on his hips, and scolded in a milky voice: "Oh, brother Siming, I can sacrifice my little finger for you, but you lied to me!

It seems that Wo must be cruel to you! You take off your clothes! The nest must be wiped for you to cool down! "

After saying that, Gu Nuoer grabbed Ye Siming's shirt again with her small hands.

The boy hurriedly pushed his hand to stop it.

Ye Siming held back his strength again, for fear that the little guy would be overthrown by him.

The two were at a stalemate. In the end, Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer were both sweating profusely.

But at this time, Ye Siming felt much better.

The forehead is not as dry and hot as before, and the evil power in the body gradually subsided.

Ye Siming hugged Gu Nuoer, who was mumbling and scolding him, in his arms.

He listened to her chatter.

The throat moved, but there was a deep and happy smile.

"Gu Nuo'er, it's really nice to have you here."