Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

After a while, Bai Yi went and returned.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead: "His Royal Highness, the emperor may have to sleep for a while, in the meantime, please wait in the mansion, okay?"

Gu Nuoer smiled sweetly, showing her little white teeth, cute and well-behaved: "Okay, then Uncle Bai, can Brother Siming take me out to play?"

After finishing speaking, the little guy crossed his arms and pretended to be old-fashioned: "Who knows how long Daddy will sleep this night, Nuobao can't just be bored like this!"

Bai Yi nodded quickly and looked at Ye Siming: "Take care of the princess."

At this moment, Mrs. Bai called him outside, and Bai Yi guessed that the hangover soup was ready.

He hurried away again.

Gu Nuoer wiped her hands clean, jumped off the chair, and stretched out her tender and lovely little fingers towards Ye Siming.

"Brother Siming, hold me, let's go out to play!"

Ye Siming frowned with a hint of impatience, but his body responded more honestly. He grabbed Gu Nuo'er's little hand and walked out.

"I won't let me accompany you to change your clothes and watch porridge today, will you?"

Gu Nuo'er shook her head and said with a smile, "That matter has been resolved!"

Yesiming and Gu Nuoer boarded the carriage and drove towards the bustling market.

Arriving in front of a candy man stand, Gu Nuoer put her hands in front of the window: "Stop!"

The carriage stopped, and she couldn't wait to run down.

Then he turned his head to look at Ye Siming who was following him, pointed at the sugar man stall and smiled cutely: "Brother Siming, invite me to eat candy!"

Ye Siming did not refuse, but unfortunately, when he walked to the stall, Gu Nuoer and him looked at each other for a long time.

Neither of them spoke.

Yesiming frowned: "What?"

"Brother Siming, why don't you pay for it."

Silver?

Yesmin told frankly: "No."

Gu Nuoer rounded her watery eyes.

I was used to seeing the second brother's lavishness with hundreds of banknotes. Hearing that Ye Siming said he went out without money, the little guy felt an unprecedented shock.

Because she doesn't have the habit of carrying money either!

Gu Nuo'er's long eyelashes were drawn down, and her face was full of disappointment: "If you don't have money, you can't buy Candy."

After saying that, she turned to look at the freshly baked candy man on the stand.

The little guy swallowed pitifully.

Seeing this, Ye Siming frowned slightly: "You look extremely sad. It's just that you can't eat candy. I'll buy it next time, okay?"

Gu Nuoer twisted her hands around, bowing her head pitifully: "But I want to eat it now."

She rushed over and hugged Ye Siming's leg, raised her head and blinked her big eyes: "Brother Siming, normally Nuobao is so pitiful, my mother is watching closely, eating candy is like being a thief !"

Yesiming lowered his eyes and saw her little body swaying, he pressed his eyebrows: "Don't say it, I know, I will find a way for you."

Gu Nuoer immediately pulled her pink lips and smiled like a little fox.

Yesiming looked around and walked towards a sideshow.

"Take a look and see, the rich hold a money field, and the poor hold a personal field! My brother is training the golden bell iron cloth shirt, if anyone can crush him With the boulder in your heart, you can get twelve taels of silver!"

The head of the juggling team was spitting out the introduction in the field, and the crowd was crowded with onlookers.

On the ground in the field, lay a strong man with a moss-covered slate on his upper body!

A seemingly strong man stepped forward, and said boldly: "Let me try!"