Chapter 487： I do not like him

Kongjue shook his head and declined Gu Nuo'er's kindness.

He insisted on going back by himself, but Gu Nuoer didn't stop him any more.

Watching his thin back walk into the rainy night.

Gu Nuoer pondered slightly.

She actually felt that this monk's brother had a familiar smell to her!

However, obviously I have never seen acridine!

Suddenly, Ye Siming held down Gu Nuo'er's little cheeks.

He threatened and asked in a low voice, "Why do you look at him for so long, do you like this bald head?"

Gu Nuo'er immediately fluttered her little hands, her innocent eyes twinkling with moist light.

"Brother Siming, don't be rude!" She resisted inarticulately.

Ye Siming protected her in his arms, quickly stepped into the rainy night, and put the little guy on the carriage.

"I don't like him." Ye Siming said honestly.

The tips of his jet-black hair were stained with some raindrops.

Piece of hair, in front of Jun Lang's eyebrows.

It added a touch of milk dog warmth to Ye Siming, and lost the oppressive coldness.

Gu Nuo'er thoughtfully took out her little handkerchief and wiped Ye Siming's hair.

Give the big dog a purr purr!

She whispered in her heart.

What he asked was, "Because Brother Siming is a wolf, don't you like monks?"

"No." Ye Siming quickly denied.

His dark eyes looked at Gu Nuoer intently.

"Because he said that you have a relationship with the Buddha. Generally, monks who say that will lead people to ordination. Gu Nuoer, I don't want you to become a monk."

When Ye Siming was still a demon god, he met a monk.

The other party said that it was specially designed to subdue him.

In the end, they were beaten by Ye Siming to the death. The two almost tied, but Ye Siming was still better.

In the end, the old monk lay on the ground, also saying that Ye Siming had a relationship with the Buddha.

Let him consider going home.

Use the pure air of the land of Buddhism to wash away his primitive animal nature full of blood and brutality.

As a result, of course, Ye Siming beat him again and threw him out of Shura.

Gu Nuo'er didn't expect this to be the reason.

She chuckled, and the little milky voice was full of children's joy.

"Brother Siming, you can't become a monk! If you become a monk, you have no hair! Noobao, don't become a bald little braised egg!"

Ye Siming's thin lips pursed, and he also smiled.

Then he smoothed his forehead hair to the back of his head with his slender fingertips, showing his sharp eyebrows.

The gentleness of the milk dog just now disappeared.

Gu Nuo'er doesn't leave him, it's the best.

When the carriage was about to leave, Jiang Xiaoran slapped it outside.

"Why did you two get in the car by yourself, but you sent me back too!"

Ye Siming was holding Gu Nuo'er, he picked up the curtain, his eyebrows were lazy, and his temperament was unrestrained.

"Xiao Ran, go back by yourself, the princess is tired."

After all, he put the curtain down and the carriage drove away leisurely.

Gu Nuo'er's little milk voice came: "Brother Huaruo, see you soon!"

Jiang Xiaoran watched helplessly as the carriage drove away.

"It's really annoying! If it weren't for the fact that the princess was still young, I would have thought that Ye Siming would put more emphasis on **** than friends!"

That's it! I can only go back by myself!

However, at this moment, Jiang Xiaoran suddenly encountered Xie Yinxiang who came to the store to pick up cakes.

The two almost ran into each other, and their faces were stunned.

Jiang Xiaoran stared at the umbrella in Xie Yinxiang's hand, and suddenly laughed: "Miss Xie, you are here at the right time, let's go together in a while, let's drop by."

Xie Yinxiang wondered: "If I remember correctly, Lord Jiang Xiaohou lives in the east of the city, and my home is in the west of the city. How can I stop by?"

Jiang Xiaoran raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly: "I'll follow you, right? I'll take you back first, and then borrow my umbrella to go home."

The idea was finalized, and he was still thinking despite Xie Yinxiang.

After taking the dessert handed over by Lao Jiangtou, he took Xie Yinxiang's shoulder and left.

"Hey, hey! Lord Jiang Xiaohou, let go!"