Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Qiao Xiuli, on the other hand, smiled.

Very gentle and refined, with an extraordinary handsome appearance, as noble as a white jade master.

His tone was light: "She can learn by my side, and I can teach her."

"With Lanlan's pure heart, I'm afraid of being cheated outside."

Gu Nuo'er thought about it, and felt that what Qiao Xiuli said was right.

She returned the letter: "Then I'll take the time to find it for my cousin, and I'll tell you when I have news."

In fact, it is very simple to find someone.

As long as you know the trick, you can know where Lanlan is in an instant.

But first, Gu Nuoer had to find an opportunity to confirm with Grandpa Tiandao that Lanlan really got his permission.

Secondly, with Lanlan's personality, I don't know where to find it to practice.

She had to investigate thoroughly before she dared to tell Qiao Xiuli.

Qiao Xiuli nodded: "I'm sorry."

He picked up a brocade box from the side and handed it over.

"This is my gift to Xiao Juefeng. I originally wanted to hand it to him, but since I didn't come, please bring it to him."

After Gu Nuoer opened it, she saw a little wolf carved with jade inside the box.

The color of the jade is moist and milky white, and it looks like a high-quality suet jade.

The posture of the little wolf is howling up to the sky, with a mighty aura.

Gu Nuo'er fondled it several times.

"It's so beautiful, Feng'er must like it, thank you cousin."

The couple bid farewell to Qiao Xiuli and returned to their home in the mountains.

However, upon returning, Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming discovered that Ye Juefeng was not as usual.

Hearing the sound of their going back, he ran towards them.

Instead, he obediently sat on a chair reading a book, and greeted them with his back turned.

"Father, mother." His voice was a little nervous.

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows slightly. He turned his head and looked at the four terrifying monsters standing in a row beside him.

The keenness of the wolf made Ye Siming realize that this little guy, Ye Juefeng, might have gotten into trouble.

Gu Nuo'er didn't feel it yet, she took off her robe and said with a smile, "Feng'er, come quickly."

"I went to see your cousin today, and he gave you a gift, you will definitely like it."

Ye Juefeng still didn't move.

He tilted his head slightly: "Mother, there are red fruits on the table. I picked them myself and washed them clean. Do you and your father want to taste them?"

Gu Nuoer raised her eyes and saw the red fruits on the table.

She said with a smile: "Baby is so good, and knows how to pick fruit for parents."

Gu Nuoer walked over and picked up a red fruit to taste.

She is very proud of her son: "It's so sweet!"

Ye Juefeng immediately shook his little feet happily.

However, Ye Siming walked up to him.

Ye Juefeng hurriedly lowered his head, not wanting Ye Siming to see the wound on his face.

"Raise your head," Ye Siming said in a cold tone.

But Ye Juefeng buried his whole head behind the book.

"I want to study, father and father don't disturb me."

Ye Siming took the book away directly.

He pinned his son's head, forcing him to look up.

This time, even though Ye Juefeng dodged, Ye Siming saw the wound on his face.

Above the eyes, there is a scar that is half the length of the little finger, and the edges are still crimson.

The bleeding has stopped.

Gu Nuoer saw Ye Siming frown coldly for an instant. She was familiar with her husband's character, so she walked up to her son immediately.

After seeing the injury on Ye Juefeng's face, Gu Nuoer's beautiful eyes suddenly widened.

"Feng'er, what's the matter with the wound on your face?"

She hugged Ye Juefeng with great distress.

Ye Juefeng bowed his head and remained silent.

Ye Siming looked aside, staring at Qiongqi: "Tell me, who did it?"