Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

The sky lit up, and the light rain stopped.

Gu Nuoer opened her eyes, and she stretched.

Thinking that she was still in Ye Siming's tent, her moist eyes dispelled the drowsiness.

The little girl sat up clutching the quilt, just at this moment, Ye Siming lifted the curtain and came in.

"Wake up?" He held a bowl of soy milk and a plate of minced meat in his hand.

Ye Siming put the things on the table and came over to put on her shoes: "You should put on my outer clothes first, and the hot water for washing is ready."

Gu Nuo'er blinked her long eyelashes: "Brother Siming, haven't you slept all night?"

Ye Siming made a move.

Of course she didn't sleep, he pierced her shoe completely...

The boy's tone was calm: "The soldiers haven't slept, so naturally I can't rest."

Gu Nuo'er pouted in distress, and patted his shoulder with her small hand: "Thank you for your hard work."

Later, the little girl felt that the shoes on her feet were wrong. She looked down and was stunned.

"Brother Siming, why are you wearing your black boots for me!"

With two small feet, wearing black boots worn by men, Gu Nuo'er tried to stand up, but the big shoes didn't follow her feet!

She wondered: "Where are my shoes?"

Ye Siming looked to the side unnaturally: "That one broke a hole, I threw it for you, you can wear mine first, there just happened to be a spare pair in the tent, it's new, I haven't worn it yet. "

Gu Nuo'er lifted her skirt and looked down at her feet. She could only nod helplessly: "Okay."

After she sorted out her clothes, she put on Ye Siming's outer clothes. There was no mirror in the tent, but Gu Nuoer also knew that what she was wearing was nondescript.

But the little girl has never been the master of pretentiousness, so she can bear it.

She used a chopstick to pull up her three thousand blue silk, neat and clean, revealing her thin white neck.

After washing up, I sat down at the table to eat.

Gu Nuoer saw out of the corner of his eye that there was a topographic map on the side, and the location of the Jin Dynasty was circled by cinnabar, which was very conspicuous.

She hurriedly asked, "Brother Siming, are you still going to attack the Jin Dynasty?"

Ye Siming Ben sat next to him, admiring the delicate appearance of the little girl eating slowly, and was stunned when she heard the words: "Who told you?"

Gu Nuo'er put down the spoon, her petite body was hidden in his clothes, but she stretched out a small hand and tightly held his slender palm.

"Brother Siming, why don't you go? I can't live without you now."

Ye Siming's figure froze, and his thin eyes darkened.

He rarely heard Gu Nuo'er express such reluctance.

The young man's ambition was like a fire was thrown, and his love suddenly ignited a prairie prairie.

He clenched Gu Nuo'er's slender palm tightly with his backhand, and looked at her watery eyes, Ye Siming's voice became hoarse unconsciously.

"I'm not going, but I want to ask you for a sweet treat."

Ye Siming's thin lips raised slightly: "Is it okay, Her Royal Highness?"

Gu Nuo'er looked at him seriously: "Okay, what do you want?"

The boy looked down at her lips.

Before he could speak, the hurried voices of soldiers came from outside.

"Master Hou! There is a new discovery in the granary!"

Impatientness flashed in Ye Siming's eyes.

Why did it come at this time.

Gu Nuoer quickly grabbed his hand and walked out: "Let's go and see what's going on!"

The two people came to the outside of the granary, which has been strictly controlled by the Praetorian Guards, and no idlers are not allowed to approach!

Qin Song walked over with a serious face and reported to Ye Siming and Gu Nuo'er, "We found traces of kerosene in the granary that was not completely burned down."

Gu Nuoer frowned.

Someone set fire on purpose!