Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Gu Nuo'er opened her dark eyes.

Brother Siming is so powerful that he can actually guess what she wants to say!

The little girl bent her eyes and smiled, charming and lovely: "Don't say it, don't say it!"

Hu Ti didn't know where to trick a little girl to join him.

Rolling up his sleeves, he pointed to his head: "Put me full of flowers and see how I can lead you to win!"

The little girl didn't know whose sister, she was only eight or nine years old.

She Nuonuo reminded: "Big brother, don't talk about putting flowers, just talk about cow dung. If you want to talk about hairpins, it's better to be more elegant."

One minute before the game starts, the girls have to put a flower on their partner's head.

The servant in the Jiang Mansion was holding a tray with all kinds of fallen flowers on it.

It was already autumn, and those flowers fell, and it would be a pity if they were swept away directly.

So Xie Yinxiang came up with this gameplay, so that everyone can follow along.

Gu Nuo'er picked out many flowers from the tray, all of which were characterized by long rhizomes and easy fixation.

Then she turned around and gently inserted flowers into Ye Siming's hair crown.

Ye Si Mingsheng is very handsome, tall and tall, and even more outstanding.

At this moment, the six or seven flowers on his head will not look like a girl, nor will it damage his temperament.

On the contrary, because Gu Nuo'er chose almost all the bright red flowers, Ye Siming's eyebrows were drawn into his temples, and his eyebrows were deep and deep, like a personal champion.

Several girls were attracted by him.

Gu Nuo'er is still holding a camellia in her hand, but unfortunately there is no place for the hairpin!

No way, I had to insert it a little in front of the hair crown, I hope it won't fall off!

Hu greasy watched the eight or nine-year-old girl pick flowers there.

She looked at it for a long time, and chose a ball full of thorns on the ground, ready to put Hu greasy on her head.

Hu greasy was shocked: "I don't want to let go of the cactus!"

The little girl puffed out her mouth, as if regretful.

The surrounding guests covered their faces and laughed.

Gu Nuo'er was already lying on Ye Siming's back.

He held her delicate ankle tightly.

Gu Nuoer hugged his neck: "Brother Siming, I'm ready!"

Ye Siming raised his arrogant eyebrows: "Hu greasy is fast, you hold me tight, we will let him lose."

Gu Nuo'er immediately pressed closer to him, with a serious arc on Bai Nen's face: "Yeah!"

When the other groups were ready, the master in charge of the game gave an order, and the young masters rushed out like arrows.

The onlookers erupted in bursts of cheers and cheers.

Gu Nuo'er only felt the wind passing quickly by her ears.

Ye Siming quickly left everyone behind, Hu Yan was not slow, only one step behind him.

When the rest of the people met them, they were simply beyond their reach.

At this moment, Gu Nuoer saw that the camellia just now was crumbling!

She whispered: "Brother Siming, the camellia is going to fall!"

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, the camellia flower rolled down from Ye Siming's hair crown.

Ye Siming turned his head slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he took the camellia to his lips.

Gu Nuo'er gave a small "wow".

Brother Siming is great!

Because of Ye Siming's actions, the surrounding guests shouted and cheered!

Hu Gu ran very fast beside him, almost exerting his strength to suckle, but Ye Siming was always one step ahead of him.

He turned to the little **** his back and said, "Little boy, think of a way, we're going to lose!"

The little girl nodded immediately, with a look of understanding, she waved her small hand: "嘚er ~ drive!"

Hu greasy staggered, shocked by her words, and directly distanced herself from Ye Siming.