Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Gu Nuo'er looked at the mist lingering on the tip of the moon, sketching a cold haze.

"Well, there's nothing to see." Gu Nuo'er tilted her head and looked at Ye Siming with moist eyes: "Are you thinking of someone?"

Yesiming looked at her sparkling eyes that were as clear as a pair of gems for a moment, and then looked away.

"No," he said coldly, "I have nothing to think about."

"Don't you miss your father and mother?"

"I have no parents."

Gu Nuoer opened her mouth slightly, a little surprised.

She thought Ye Siming was born in poverty, but she didn't expect it to be so miserable!

When Gu Nuoer was two years old, there was a ewe in the vegetable garden in the palace, but she died after giving birth to a baby.

At that time, the cook in the imperial kitchen was talking: "This lamb is pitiful, so young without a mother, will it not taste good in the future..."

Although Gu Nuo'er didn't understand what it had to do with whether it was delicious or not.

However, in her eyes, brother Siming is as pitiful as the lamb who lost his mother!

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Ye Siming gritted his teeth dissatisfied.

Gu Nuoer's eyes flickered: "Then you only have me as a friend, acridine! Brother Siming, I will treat you well in the future!"

Yesiming snorted: "No need."

Gu Nuoer put her hands on the windowsill and put her chin on the pillow: "Brother Siming pretends to be cold every time, but I know you are a good person!"

Ye Siming gave her a sideways look: "You are wrong, I am not a good person."

"You are! Otherwise, why, every time you say you don't like it, you still agree to some of the nest's demands acridine!"

Gu Nuo'er's round eyes, like stars falling on the bottom of her eyes, exudes a beautiful brilliance.

Ye Siming turned his head to look back at the moonlight: "Because I want to repay my kindness. You let me out of the cage, I owe you a life-saving grace.

I won't leave until I repay your life-threatening matters. Will leave when it's done. "

The wolf will not look back, unless it wants revenge, or, it wants revenge.

Gu Nuoer is even more puzzled.

Yesiming looked cold and distant, but he seemed to care about kindness.

How weird!

"Why do you have to leave, isn't it bad here?" Gu Nuoer thought of something, and suddenly realized: "Brother Siming must want to go back to his hometown, right? It's beautiful there?"

Yesiming thought of the tragic situation in the Shura realm.

Pretty? probably.

He smiled coldly and said lazily: "I crawled out from there in blood, why would I even think about going back,

There is no moon as beautiful as this one, no one, and no one... You talkative little bun. "

Speaking, Ye Siming glanced at Gu Nuoer.

The little guy was stunned for a moment, then he crossed his little hands angrily and hugged himself: "Brother Siming, I'm not a meat bun!"

Seeing her bulging cheeks, she really looks like those steamed buns with thin skin and thick meat filling on the street.

Yesiming couldn't help but raised his lips, and a low smile came out of his chest.

Seeing him smiling, Gu Nuoer felt even more annoyed. She stretched out her little hand, trying to pinch Ye Siming's itch.

However, the moment she met Ye Siming, something in the pocket around her waist shook.