Chapter 297： Mother, shall we pack up and escape?

Ye Siming looked away, and after a while, a small white and tender hand squeezed the candy and handed it to his lips.

"Brother Siming, open your mouth, feed you acridine!"

Yesiming's expression flashed a little unnatural, he said awkwardly: "Don't eat."

Gu Nuoer stuffed it forward again, her little finger touched his thin lips several times.

"Eat, sweet, you didn't eat acridine just now!"

When they were arguing, the carriage suddenly ran over a stone and jolted violently.

Gu Nuo'er was unprepared, her body was like a dumpling, and she rolled forward.

Yesiming quickly grabbed her little hand and pulled the little guy back into his arms.

Outside, the old coachman panicked and pleaded guilty: "Princess, are you all right? Damn this old slave! I didn't notice that stone."

Gu Nuo'er didn't know where she was squeezed, her eyes were red and she wanted to cry.

Even though there was a hint of grievance in the voice of Xiaomai, she still comforted the driver and said, "Uncle the driver, I'm fine."

Afterwards, the little guy raised his head and complained pitifully to Ye Siming: "Brother Siming, it's all you, when you got out of the nest, your little finger pressed a candy cube!"

After speaking, Gu Nuo'er raised her little finger.

The white and tender finger pulp is already red, and it is indeed pressed.

She has fine skin and tender meat, and now with a pair of big watery eyes full of tears, it is even more incredible.

Ye Siming's eyes flashed with distress.

He stretched out his hand to hold Gu Nuo'er's fingers, imitating her usual way, and took two breaths.

Afterwards, Ye Siming lowered his eyes and looked at Gu Nuo'er in his arms, pouting his lips, not wanting to cry.

Like a little white bun who has been wronged!

Pink cheeks and dark eyes.

Gu Nuoer shrank in his arms, like a delicate little flower.

"Oh, this tortured little finger! It was bitten by Brother Siming at the beginning, and now it's red and glowing..."

While complaining, the little guy raised his eyelashes and looked at his expression quietly.

The fleshy little face, viewed from the side, bulges out a lovely arc of meat buns.

Yesiming's eyes deepened.

Gu Nuo’er must be the most delicious among mortals.

"Idiot." Ye Siming bowed his head: "Then I apologize to you, don't be angry. When I come back, I will bring you some fun."

The little guy immediately burst into tears and his eyes were bright: "Really?"

Gu Nuoer thought about it, what fun would there be in the mountains?

But Ye Si clearly said there will be, and there will be!

In the evening, the street market becomes very lively.

The aunt of the sugar seller almost lost her head.

Whenever people pass by with children, children will be attracted by her sugar man.

In just one night, I made money that I couldn’t make in half a month.

A glutinous voice flashed in the mind of the candy seller's aunt.

Isn't it possible, that little girl's exit is a good omen, bless her?

…

At this moment, Gu Nuo'er just finished bathing.

Standing on the soft bedding with bare feet.

She opened her big round and bright eyes, watching her mother busy walking around the hall.

"Wan Yin, go and take the rare bird's nest on the treasure shelf of Ben Gong, she likes to eat this. Oh yes, Wan Xuan! Go and take the longevity picture that Ben Gong prepared last time. Come, take it with you when you go home this time."

Concubine Qiao has been busy all night, constantly directing Wanyin Wanxuan, as well as several other palace maids and little eunuchs, and took out all the treasures.

The inside of the temple is as high as a hill.

Gu Nuoer asked: "Mother, are we going to pack up and run away with something? Are you offending Dad?"

Concubine Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "Good Nuoer, your grandfather and grandmother are back, and mother will take you home to visit them tomorrow."