Chapter 1207： Ye Siming is my dog ​​wolf

Gu Nuo'er's water eyes raised dark waves.

After hesitating for a moment, the little hand clenched the bank note tightly.

Runbai's little face was raised, looking at Zhong Xuyue: "Now that I have the money, will you still bet with me?"

Zhong Xuyue's face turned blue and red for a while.

She waved her hand: "Give me five hundred taels too! Just beat the black rabbit!"

"I don't believe that the sick rabbit she chose can really take the first place!"

When Zhong Xuyue's maid Su Sang heard this, her eyes flashed anxiously.

"Miss, the money we brought out this time is limited. If you let Madam know that you spent such a big bet, I'm afraid you will be unhappy."

Zhong Xuyue's sinister eyes turned to her: "You don't listen to Miss Ben's orders? I said it, bet!"

Su Sang was afraid of being scolded, so she took out five hundred taels of silver and put it on the black rabbit cage.

The bunny race is now in the break period.

The people around looked at Gu Nuoer and Zhong Xuyue.

The faces are all waiting to see the lively expressions.

When Gu Nuo'er slapped the 500 taels silver note directly on the sick rabbit's cage with her small hand, everyone around was startled.

Soon, everyone was whispering—

"This little girl, looking at Shui Ling's intelligence, why can't she think about it so much, she actually holds a sick rabbit!"

"That's right, I don't think I'm short of money, it's just for gambling."

Everyone is used to the Sick Rabbit losing again and again, and they feel that the next time will be no exception.

So, I immediately took out the money, and according to my own preferences, no matter which rabbit I supported white, black or gray, no one went to see the sick rabbit.

On the poor sick rabbit cage, there were only the five hundred taels of Gu Nuo'er.

Zhuang Ruoyun touched Ling Qingge's arm secretly and asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to follow the bet?"

Ling Qingge said with a sad face: "I have lost almost three hundred taels today. I don't think I can live up to the three rabbits. Which one I bet on loses."

Zhuang Ruoyun smiled meaningfully: "Then why don't you make a bet with that little girl."

"You've lost so much anyway, so why not gamble?"

Ling Qingge heard the words, licked her lips, hesitated for a moment, but still took out a hundred taels and put it on the sick rabbit cage.

Zhong Xuyue saw it from the side, folded her arms and snorted coldly.

She was surrounded by girls, like a pearl, and liked everyone to coax her.

"The fourth princess, just wait to lose."

On the contrary, Gu Nuo'er was squatting beside the sick rabbit's cage, blinking at the little rabbit with her moist and beautiful eyes.

The sick rabbit did look a little out of energy, but Xu Shi had just been exercising for a while.

Right now, the three **** are chewing green leaves, looking leisurely.

Gu Nuo'er looked at the yellow on the top of its head and said with a smile: "Who is so bad, who gave you a circle of color?"

"I see, your name is milk yellow, okay?"

Not far from the hanging flower gate, Ye Siming stepped down and the wind was blowing, his stern eyebrows were indifferent, but the depths of his eyes contained imperceptible impatience.

He gets restless when little things disappear from his sight.

Ye Siming followed Ling Ping and a group of noble sons.

They were like Ye Siming's little followers, following him step by step, not taking a step.

At this moment, Ling Ping was out of breath.

"Brother, you've already run halfway across the garden, can we walk slower, I'm a little... hey! Isn't that sister Nuo'er!"

Ling Ping's eyes were sharp and pointed straight ahead.

I saw Gu Nuo'er's little back, very conspicuous among a group of gorgeously dressed young ladies.

The little guy was squatting beside a cage, and his tender and fleshy little fingers stretched in.

The soft and waxy voice drifted into Ye Siming's ears along the wind.

"Huang, you don't have to worry about food and clothing with me. I have Xiao Hei, Da Miao Xiao Miao, and Xiao Hu Mu, oh, and a dog wolf to play with you!"

Ye Siming's indifferent and white forehead seemed to burst out with a blue vein.

Dog wolf?