Chapter 1102： How did this little head come?

Ye Siming lay on his back, stunned.

He looked at the fair and tender little face of the little guy in front of him.

It gradually matches and overlaps with the charming and charming appearance of the girl in the dream.

He had a dream about Gu Nuoer?

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He almost never dreamed.

"Brother Siming?" Gu Nuo'er brought her little face closer to him.

Big eyes twinkled awkwardly, looking at him curiously.

Strange, why did Brother Siming wake up early in the morning and be in a daze!

suddenly!

Ye Siming's articulated fingertips stroked the little guy's profile.

Gu Nuo'er's face was soft and smooth when she touched her palm, like a good suet jade.

Because of Ye Siming's sudden light touch on her face, Gu Nuoer rubbed his palm obediently.

The little guy thought he was playing with himself.

Don't forget to smile sweetly, revealing cute little white teeth.

"Brother Siming, what's wrong with you!"

"Nonuo." The boy said in a deep voice and tried to shout once.

Gu Nuo'er tilted her head and looked at Ye Siming with her beautiful and lustrous eyes.

Because of the way he was lying, she had to put her hands on his pillow.

In this way, it seems that Gu Nuoer has the initiative.

She looked under Ye Siming's long eyebrows, and in the pair of lacquered and cold eyes, there were emotions and depths that she could not understand.

The boy's well-defined face seemed to have not come out of his dream completely, and his eyes were filled with a mist of mist.

Gu Nuo'er rubbed his little head against his palm again.

Just when Ye Siming wanted to tell her what he dreamed about.

On the side, another small head stretched out into his line of sight.

Ling Shen looked at Ye Siming with a cocky head and blinked his black eyes: "Brother Ye! You, like Wo, like to stay in bed!"

Ye Siming's fingertips suddenly froze when he touched Gu Nuoer.

The young man's eyes instantly blurred and dissipated, leaving only a penetrating coldness.

He retracted his hands and sat up, looking at Gu Nuoer standing on his left and Ling Shen standing on the right.

Ye Siming's eyes were a little unhappy: "Why is this little Maotou here?"

Gu Nuo'er smiled suddenly, her eyebrows curved: "I want brother Shen'er to send him to class later."

Ye Siming got up, adjusted the placket of his clothes, and spit out two words coldly: "No."

Ling Shen's white and fat little face immediately showed a sad look.

Gu Nuo'er blinked her big bright eyes, looked at Ye Siming and said, "But, I just helped Brother Siming promise him!"

Ye Siming looked back, his dark and cold eyes locked on the little guy.

"I want to protect you, why did you assign me to send him to class?"

Gu Nuo'er stepped on her little feet and ran to his side.

Two soft little hands hugged Ye Siming's arm.

Almost hanging on his body, rocking back and forth to act like a spoiled child.

"Brother Siming, the beautiful concubine takes good care of us, and younger brother Shen'er has no other friends."

"You just sent him to class, and he will be back soon. Besides, the palace here is like my own home to me."

"There is no danger at all."

After Gu Nuo'er finished speaking, she also muttered: "I don't create danger for them, it's already good, hum..."

Ye Siming lowered his eyes and looked at the little guy with a sincere expression.

On the other side, Ling Shen rubbed his little fingers uneasily, waiting for his answer.

Ye Siming closed his eyes.

"Okay." In the end, he agreed to Gu Nuo'er's request.

She doesn't speak, even if the gods and Buddhas come to invite her, it will be useless.

Seeing that he agreed, Ling Shen jumped up happily: "Brother Ye is so nice!"