"Brother Siming, I always feel that this monk is very familiar, but I can't remember where I met him."

Gu Nuoer said, scratching her confused face with a small hand.

Yesiming snorted.

At this time, it was almost evening, and the sky was dark and gloomy.

At this moment, the sky is very cloudy.

Gu Nuo'er knows that the rain gods usually rain here on a mission.

Even if she asks for a while, the rain will still fall.

Gu Nuoer took Ye Siming's hand and quickened her pace: "Brother Siming, let's go home soon, it looks like it's going to rain!"

However, after a while, a heavy rain came suddenly.

Yesiming hurriedly took off his robe and put it on top of Gu Nuo'er's head.

"Brother Siming, you've given a nest, what should you do!"

Her wolf wolf is getting wet!

Ye Siming said in a natural tone, "I'm not afraid of the cold. If you get cold, I will take care of you."

Bean-sized raindrops fell on the mountain trail, making ripples in the puddles.

Just as she passed a bush, Gu Nuoer heard a faint meowing sound.

She paused: "A cat?"

The little guy followed the sound, took a few steps to the grass next to him, and took a look.

It turned out to be a larger lynx, lying in the bushes, its belly bulging and panting heavily.

Judging from its hostile and fierce eyes, it is about giving birth to a kitten.

Gu Nuoer squatted down to check, and the lynx felt threatened and barked, as if trying to scare the little guy away.

However, when Ye Siming approached and stood behind Gu Nuoer.

The lynx was struggling to get up, dragging the first child who was about to be born, and seemed to want to run.

Gu Nuo'er quickly held it down with her little hand: "Be careful, it will hurt the baby!"

Ye Siming frowned slightly: "Don't touch it, in case it hurts you."

Gu Nuo'er did not lift her head, she kept smoothing the wet hair of the lynx with her small hands.

"It doesn't matter, the cat is not afraid, lie down, brother Siming and I will accompany you!"

Speaking, she picked up a few small wooden sticks from one side, inserted them around the grass, and then put Ye Siming's robe on the wooden sticks.

Ye Siming stared even more.

The little thing actually made a simple canopy for the lynx.

She drenched herself, sheltering the lynx from the rain?

Ye Siming took a deep breath: "Gu Nuo'er, if you are sick, I won't care about you."

Kittens are dangerous."

Ye Siming pursed her thin lips.

Small things are unreasonable.

Is it possible that the poor people or animals she sees have to reach out to help?

Ye Siming actually thought right, in Gu Nuo'er's eyes, it was all a matter of hands.

It was raining heavily, and Gu Nuoer's jet-black hair was sticky beside her fair cheeks.

Under her comfort, Lynx gradually calmed down, no longer struggling to escape.

Just as Gu Nuoer was watching the lynx attentively, she suddenly felt that something on her head blocked the heavy rain.

She raised her little head and saw that Ye Siming had just taken off the inner layer of clothes, and supported her with both hands, blocking the top of her hair.

And he himself is wearing a white undershirt, if he takes it off again, there will be nothing left.

Gu Nuoer's eyes flashed, even though her hair was sticking to her cheeks, she couldn't help but smile at Ye Siming: "Brother Siming, you are so kind to the nest. !"

Yesiming looked at her smile and felt her auricle warm for no reason.

He turned his eyes away: "I'm afraid you'll be ill, and I'll cry when you feel uncomfortable. I just can't bear it."