Suddenly, a cold call came from in front of them.

"Gu Nuo'er."

When the little guy looked up, he saw that Ye Siming had already changed into a light shirt.

The color is darker purple, and the teenager's hair is not messy, but he feels more handsome.

Ye Siming asked Qin Song to look at Gu Nuoer.

One is to prevent her from running around, surrounded by mountains.

The second is to keep those soldiers who coveted the princess's cuteness away!

But when he came out after changing his clothes, he saw Gu Nuoer rubbing Qin Song's wound.

She almost never treated him like that!

Ye Siming pursed his thin lips into a line, and beckoned to Gu Nuo'er: "Come here."

Gu Nuo'er winked at Qin Song and said goodbye: "Brother Siming wants to take me to play!"

After all, the little guy stepped on his feet and ran to Ye Siming quickly.

Gu Nuo'er's round and delicate little face was full of joy.

"Brother Siming, where are you going to play!"

Ye Siming glanced at Qin Song and instructed, "You can go home and come back in three days."

After explaining, he took the little guy's hand.

Gu Nuo'er jumped up and down and followed Ye Siming to the back mountain.

The two went up the back mountain and walked on the forest path.

The sun shines through the green leaves, and the light and shadow are mottled.

There were fine dust floating in the mountains, and some fell in Gu Nuo'er's hair, making the fringe in her black hair bright.

There was a thin layer of sweat on the little guy's forehead.

Wet the broken hair and stick it to the white and smooth skin.

Ye Siming wiped her sleeve twice for her.

The young man frowned, his eyes pretended to be cold, but his voice was a little nervous and concerned.

"You gave Qin Song the handkerchief, now I can only wipe your sweat with my sleeve."

Gu Nuo'er frowned and smiled, obviously not caring.

"Because Big Brother Qin Song was injured! So I gave it to him."

Ye Siming lowered his cold eyes: "When I was injured, I didn't see you give me a handkerchief."

Gu Nuo'er opened her black eyes.

"Brother Siming was injured?"

Ye Siming:  …

It seems not.

Only once, the back of the hand that was intentionally rubbed, the wound almost disappeared the next day.

He couldn't help standing up, holding the little guy and continuing to walk forward, staring straight ahead.

Gu Nuo'er tilted her head to look at him, feeling that the whole wolf was a little awkward.

Ye Siming pursed his thin lips tightly, and the line of his jaw was extremely clear, making his profile look more determined.

Blame him for being too strong, he thought.

When something attacks him, he subconsciously strikes back.

It's a little hard to get hurt.

At this moment, Ye Siming suddenly turned around.

In the originally calm eyes, a cold killing intent suddenly appeared.

He glanced sharply behind him.

Gu Nuo'er wondered, "What's the matter, brother Siming?"

The little guy also looked back.

The mountain road behind is silent, only the sun shines.

Nothing strange.

Ye Siming slowly frowned.

"It's nothing, it may be my illusion." He said lightly.

But in my heart, I became more vigilant and vigilant around me.

The wolf is naturally alert, and he knows he has made no mistake.

There must be something behind him and Gu Nuoer.

The boy led Gu Nuoer to go deeper into the mountains.

In the distance of the mountain road, behind a giant tree, a dark shadow gradually emerged.

It had only a pair of blood-red eyes all over it.

The shadow looked greedily at Gu Nuoer in the distance.

Her skin is tender and tender, and she has a very fragrant aura on her body.

It must be much more delicious than that mortal man from the Zhang family.

The shadow quietly followed.