Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

"Exhale?" Ye Siming was puzzled, his long eyebrows slightly condensed.

Gu Nuoer nodded obediently: "Yes, the person who bullied us last time was the son of the big bad Ji Yongwang,

Today, Nuobao and Daddy went to his house, beat him up, and took away the money they had earned. "

The little guy squinted his eyes, a pair of beautiful grape eyes, curved into a crescent.

Behind the little hands, the little body twisted and twisted, as if waiting for praise.

But Ye Siming pondered for a moment before saying, "They didn't bully me."

"They have!" The little guy almost jumped, her little finger pointed to Ye Siming's eyebrows, a light mark that was almost invisible.

"They hurt Brother Siming by smashing, this wound must have been very painful at the time!"

Gu Nuo'er clenched her fists tightly, her eyes sparkling: "Brother Siming is my good friend, whoever bullies you in the future, I will bully him!"

Ye Siming was stunned for a moment and looked down at the little guy in front of him.

Although he is small, he has many ideas and is very protective of his shortcomings.

He didn't know why, but there was a kind of joy that wanted to laugh.

But as soon as the smile climbed to the corner of his mouth, Ye Siming deliberately pressed it down.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, looked away, coughed twice: "Just protect yourself from being bullied."

After a while, Mrs. Bai said it was time to eat.

It just happened to be noon, Gu Nuoer sat next to Gu Yihan and looked at a table full of delicious food.

It is not a big fish, but it is the most exciting home-cooked dish.

Smells good.

Gu Nuoer inserted both chopsticks into the meatballs, holding one in each of the left and right small hands, eating with bright lips and a happy expression.

Gu Yihan looked sideways at the teenager who was eating silently with his head bowed.

He took the initiative to greet Bai Yi: "How can there be no wine to eat, isn't that a little less interesting?"

Bai Yi was taken aback.

I originally wanted to drink, because the emperor's drinking capacity has always been good, but after all, he was the only one who brought the princess out today.

Bai Yi was only worried about drinking alcohol, so he didn't let his wife serve it.

Hearing this, he hurriedly asked the servants to bring a good burning knife from the jar.

"Your Majesty, have a drink." Bai Yi took the lead and poured him a glass.

Just as he was about to pour it for himself, he saw Gu Yihan's hand holding the wine glass, facing Ye Siming directly.

Gu Yihan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Young man, can you drink?"

Ye Siming heard the words, put down his chopsticks, his eyes seemed to be deep and cold as ink.

Gu Yihan pointed to the jar to burn the knife: "As the princess' bodyguard, you must consider that you will encounter many situations, and drinking is only one part of it. Are you good at drinking?"

Ye Siming said quietly after a long while, "It's okay."

"Okay!" Gu Yihan seemed happy: "Give him a big bowl."

Bai Yi and Mrs. Bai's eyes were about to pop out.

The emperor used a cup, but let Ye Siming drink from a big bowl?

This... bullying children!

However, Gu Yihan is the emperor after all. Seeing Bai Yi's delay, he raised his eyebrows: "Why, Bai Yi, do you have a different opinion on what I said?"

"The last will not dare, it's just... It's just that Si Ming is not too old, the last will be worried..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Siming got up by himself, burned a jar of knives, and put it together with his empty bowl.

Ye Siming neatly filled a bowl for himself, held it up to respect the emperor, and finished drinking without changing his face.

Gu Yihan laughed and stroked his palm: "What a huge amount!"

He drank his glass slowly.

Bai Yi watched anxiously.

No one knows the amount of alcohol the emperor can drink, but it is the most powerful! Only he pretends to be drunk to deceive you!

I didn't drink his share!