Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Mrs. Bai chuckled and stood up: "How difficult is this, the minister's wife used to follow Bai Yi's march and worked as a cook in the tent for a long time!

The princess will play for a while, and when noon arrives, the court lady will call you over for dinner. "

Gu Nuoer hummed sweetly: "Aunt Bai, you can call me Nuobao, don't be so unfamiliar!"

Mrs. Bai was stunned, but in the end she nodded in agreement.

Before leaving, Gu Nuo'er asked, "Aunt Bai, where is brother Siming, I want to play with him!"

Mrs. Bai hesitated when she heard Ye Siming's name, she said: "Siming he likes to sleep during the day, maybe he hasn't woken up yet,

His room is right along this corridor, turn left, go to the end and turn right to reach Siming's yard. If the princess wants to go, how about I ask the maid to bring you? "

Gu Nuoer waved her little hand: "No need, Nuobao can go by herself, Aunt Bai is busy!"

Mrs. Bai thought for a while, thinking that the white mansion is so big, the little princess will not get lost, so she nodded and left.

After she went out, Gu Nuoer stuck her little head out of the door and looked left and right.

The drizzle was falling, and from time to time, the servants of the White House could be seen walking along the corridor.

Gu Nuoer walked with her calves in the direction Mrs. Bai said.

Mrs. Bai's niece's clothes didn't fit her well, and it looked a little too big on her body.

Gu Nuoer walked very hard until she saw a hanging flower door.

The little guy looked up hesitantly and looked at the raining sky.

If you want to run into the yard, get in the rain.

Gu Nuo'er looked down at her loose clothes and was in trouble.

Will you fall!

The little guy made up his mind, spread his hands to his mouth, leaned against the pillars under the porch and shouted: "Brother Siming, come pick me up!"

The courtyard was quiet, as if no one was in the house.

Gu Nuoer was not discouraged, the little milk voice soared, soft and waxy: "Brother Siming! Ye! Si! Ming!"

Suddenly, with a bang, the door to the yard was kicked open from the inside.

Yesiming's long hair was loose, and he was wearing a thin undershirt.

He looked at Gu Nuoer through the rain screen, gritted his teeth and said, "You are so noisy."

Gu Nuo'er didn't care about his complaints at all, she smiled happily and rolled her eyes, and waved at him excitedly: "Brother Siming, come pick me up, I can't run!"

Suddenly, her feet slipped, and she stepped back on the water stains under the porch.

The little guy let out a dumbfounded voice: "Ah oh~"

I imagined that the pain of her little **** hitting the ground did not happen, but she was held firmly in her hand by a person.

Gu Nuoer blinked and turned to look at Ye Siming.

Quickly, Gu Nuo'er didn't even see when he appeared.

As he got closer, Ye Siming could clearly see the water droplets on his hair, as well as the rebelliousness in his star eyes.

"You are so stupid, can you wrestle?"

Gu Nuo'er hugged his arm with her small hand, and called sweetly, "Brother Siming, you are so amazing, catch me at once!"

Speaking, the little guy rubbed his face on his sleeve.

Two calves kicked in the air.

Ye Siming's expression flashed a little unnatural, and he put Gu Nuo'er down.

Gu Nuoer stepped on the ground with her little feet, and smiled at Ye Siming even more like a small sunflower.

Ye Siming couldn't help squatting down, looked at her and asked, "What are you doing here?"