Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Ye Siming's ears were burning unconsciously.

It was as if something small had caught his deeply buried love.

His eyes were unnatural, and his tone pretended to be cold: "You heard it wrong, stop talking, go to sleep."

Saying that, Ye Siming lay down first, turned over, and turned his back to Gu Nuoer.

The little guy called him several times, and Ye Siming pretended to be asleep.

In the end, Gu Nuoer could only pout.

Lying down and playing with his hair for a while, he fell asleep soon after.

Ye Siming heard the steady breathing of the little guy.

He just sat up slowly and looked at Gu Nuoer.

The room was dark, but the half-open window shone in the faint blue moonlight.

Gu Nuo'er's fair little face fluctuated slightly because of her breathing when she was sleeping.

The long eyelashes hang down with two shadows, making the little man more picturesque and cute.

Ye Siming looked at her with deep eyes.

The moonlight gently covered the two of them.

The handsome boy's brows were calm and a little pampering, and he quietly looked at the sleeping little **** the bed.

Watching her, even if you don't speak, even if you don't take your eyes off, you can sit from night to day without feeling bored and bored.

Could it be that this is also the one that Hu Greasy likes?

What Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer didn't know was that there was a makeup box in the corner.

The "white hair comb" they had won from the street market was emitting a faint shimmer.

Because the whole body of the comb is made of green jade, it is not so obvious and bright, but it also reveals a bizarre mystery.

...

the next day.

The eldest prince took the dark guards and temporarily rested in an ordinary inn.

Gu Zixiao instructed in a deep voice: "First mark the city, and the tenth brother's people will know to find it when they see it."

"Wait two or three days for the meeting with the princess."

The dark guards cupped their hands: "Yes."

At the same time, the tenth prince, Gu Ziliang, put on a hood to cover his conspicuous blond and brown hair.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the Fourth Princess Ling Qingge pacing back and forth at the door.

Ling Qingge didn't seem to be mentally ready to meet him.

After all, the two broke up unhappy last time.

Gu Ziliang was also stunned for a moment. The two looked at each other, and he was the first to speak: "Fourth Princess, why are you here?"

Ling Qingge's eyes were a little erratic, she coughed twice: "Go in and talk!"

Gu Ziliang stepped aside to make way, and Ling Qingge put on her skirt and hurried in.

He closed the door before turning around and taking off his hood.

The originally deep, gentle and handsome brows are now even more beautiful.

Ling Qingge glanced at it a few more times, and then retracted her gaze.

Gu Ziliang looked at her: "the fourth princess is not angry anymore?"

Ling Qingge folded her arms and raised her chin, but looked away.

"You're a person, which pot can't be opened and lifted, do you think I'm such an easy-going person?"

"If it weren't for your sister being a reasonable little guy, I listened to her advice and decided not to care about you, otherwise, just wait!"

Gu Ziliang was a little surprised: "Nuoer?"

Ling Qingge pulled out the chair and sat down.

She hummed, raised the corners of her eyes, and took a deep breath to ease her tension.

Strange, it was clearly Gu Ziliang who lied to her, why is she nervous?

Ling Qingge put the doubts aside first.

"I came this time because I figured out one thing."

"Although it's annoying for you to hide your identity from me, your sister is innocent and she's so small."

"Don't you want to take her home, I can help you."

As she said that, she quickly explained: "But don't get me wrong, I'm all for sister Nuo'er, but I'm not forgiving you!"