Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Yesiming pondered for a moment, then he began to take off his robe: "You put on mine first."

Gu Nuo'er was wrapped in a quilt and blinked her dark eyes: "What is Brother Siming wearing?"

"No."

When she saw Ye Siming's face was grim, she was **** with one hand.

Gu Nuo'er on the opposite bed widened her curious eyes, and her cheeks were as red as being washed with rouge.

Such a strange and strange scene made Madam Bai stunned for a while.

She quickly stepped forward: "Si Ming, what are you doing."

Yesiming replied calmly, "She's soaking wet, let her wear mine first."

Mrs. White almost fainted.

This boy! Thinking how poor the family is, do you have to wear clothes in rotation?

She sighed calmly: "I have long thought about it, I just asked the maid to get the clothes, but it may be a little old, I hope the little princess will not mind."

Gu Nuoer said: "It's okay, Aunt Bai!"

Seeing that Gu Nuoer drank so much wine, Mrs. Bai didn't cry and roll around at the moment. Instead, she was obedient and looked at her with big eyes like grapes.

She loves this cute little guy even more.

Mrs. Bai stepped forward with the soup bowl, held Gu Nuoer in her arms, and carefully fed her the hangover soup.

"Princess, you'll feel better after drinking it."

Gu Nuoer lowered her head and slowly drank half of the bowl like a kitten.

Ye Siming was beside him, frowning all the time.

At this moment, Gu Nuoer spat out with a "wow".

Ye Siming was startled and subconsciously wanted to help.

Mrs. Bai waved her hand calmly, indicating that he didn't need to come over: "Drink the hangover soup and spit it out and it will be better soon, princess, it will not be uncomfortable soon. Wring out the handkerchief I soaked on the basin and bring it."

Ye Siming took care of him, and Mrs. Bai mainly took care of the little guy.

Mrs. Bai touched her forehead and said, "Princess, I'm going to boil some water to bathe you. After you wash it off, take a good night's sleep. You'll be fine in the morning."

Gu Nuoer was already weak, she thumped and fell on the bed, not forgetting to point her head.

Ye Siming frowned and looked at him, inevitably a little worried.

Because Gu Nuo'er looks very weak now, only her eyes are gurgling from time to time, but she has lost her lively appearance.

What's left is some drowsiness after drinking.

There are still tears in the corners of her eyes, looking even more pitiful and weak.

Ye Siming followed Madam Bai out of the room. He took the initiative to stop him and asked in a deep voice, "Will she...will die?"

When Mrs. Bai heard this, she laughed out loud: "Stupid boy, you're just drunk, it's all right when you spit it out, just take a nap, how can you die?"

No?

But she looked so delicate, like a flower that could be shattered by the wind at any time.

Probably saw the worry in Ye Siming's thick ink eyes.

Mrs. Bai smiled: "If you are really worried, as soon as I finish bathing the princess, I will ask you to take care of her in the middle of the night, okay?"

"How to take care of it?"

"Probably feed her some water. If she's hungry, I can give her the cakes I put on the table."

Yesiming pursed his lips: "Got it."