Chapter 861： I like Brother Siming the most

Gu Nuo'er turned her head: "Brother Siming, let's go home too! But you accompany me to the flower garden in the school first. I have something I want to give you."

Ye Siming got up immediately, pretending to be indifferent: "Yes, then let's go now."

What will she give?

Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming came to the flowerbed.

At this time, the setting sun was shining in the evening, and the golden light was shining everywhere.

The tile eaves of the Guoxueyuan reflect a beautiful light.

Gu Nuoer squatted by the flowerbed, with jet-black hair and brightly colored skirts.

On her delicate white and tender face, she has slender eyebrows, and her big eyes seem to contain soft water waves.

The little guy stretched out his hand and dragged away some weeds and some small flowers that were about to wither.

Ye Siming waited with arms folded.

Gu Nuo'er's small hands are very clever, clean and pink fingertips, flip it back and forth a few times, and in a while, a garland is formed.

She happily raised it in front of Ye Siming: "Brother Siming, lower your head and I'll put it on for you!"

Ye Siming bowed his head obediently, although he still pretended to be cold and said: "What does it look like wearing this on the head."

The little guy fastened the wreath to his head.

Then he took two steps back, pinched his chin with his little hand, and took a few serious glances with his long eyelashes.

She smiled and said, "It looks even better!"

After finishing speaking, Gu Nuo'er blinked, and said strangely: "Brother Siming, don't worry, I know your little secret and won't tell others, don't feel embarrassed."

Ye Siming was taken aback: "What secret do I have?"

He looked at the sly look of the little guy and raised his long eyebrows.

How could she have a premonition that she was going to say something bad again.

Gu Nuo'er covered her mouth with her little hand, and said quietly, "I know, you guys are like puppies, you have to dress up in spring."

Ye Siming's face stiffened.

The boy's deep eyebrows began to show sullen anger.

He gritted his teeth as if ready to bite the little guy into pieces.

"Where did you hear that?"

Gu Nuo'er blinked innocently: "I saw it! Hu Greasy started to dress up. The last time I saw him, he was so flamboyant."

Flowers, branches, tricks, exhibitions! ?

Ye Siming pressed his eyebrows and took a deep breath.

He knew that he shouldn't listen to what Jiang Xiaoran said.

He lingers around the flowers every day, what good ideas can he come up with.

Gu Nuo'er is still admiring her masterpiece behind her little hand.

"With the garland, Brother Siming looks even better. He is the most handsome person in my mind."

Ye Siming made a move.

He looked at the little guy again.

"You... do you like me wearing it like this? Do you think my clothes were dull and unworthy of going out with you?"

Gu Nuo'er was stunned.

Her voice was soft and she laughed: "Brother Siming, what nonsense are you talking about! There is no distinction between high and low clothes, let alone high or low. We are best friends, how could I miss you like this."

Gu Nuoer ran over, hugged Ye Siming's hand, and shook it gently.

She acted like a spoiled child: "I like going out with brother Siming the most."

It was as if a cluster of warm sun suddenly shone straight into Ye Siming's heart.

In the young man's deep eyes, affection flowed, and after a while, his thin lips raised a smile.

"Go home." He suddenly lifted the little guy, held it in his arms, and strode out.

Gu Nuo'er struggled back and forth with her hands and feet: "Brother Siming, let me walk by myself!"

"I like to hold, I won't listen to you this time."

"Brother Siming! You are unreasonable!"

The figures of the two walked away in the sunset.