Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Mother Hu sighed: "So, princess, look, the slave's grandson is still young, how can the slave be willing to leave?

Although the slaves know that when they return to the palace, the empress and the princess will not treat the slaves badly, but the slaves now want to accompany their grandchildren.

Just like when Her Royal Highness the Princess was a child, the slaves were always by her side. "

Gu Nuo'er heard the words and nodded silently: "Mommy, Nuobao understands, but Nuobao doesn't want you to stay and be bullied by her."

Mother Hu smiled lovingly, she stroked the top of Gu Nuo'er's hair as before: "Princess and Ye Gongzi have supported the slaves today, I believe Cuixiu will never do this again. ."

No matter how unwilling Gu Nuo'er is, she has no choice but to respect Hu Mama's thoughts, she nodded with a pouted mouth.

"The princess and Ye Gongzi wait here for a while, and the servant will go and make something for you. The princess likes sweet food, and the servant will make a sugar cake."

Gu Nuo'er shook her head happily, and said happily, "I can taste the sugar cakes made by Mammy again!"

Mother Hu smiled, turned and walked out tremblingly.

Gu Nuoer lay on the bed kang, resting her cheeks with her hands, and looked at the sleeping baby.

Gu Nuoer couldn't help reaching out and poked his fleshy cheek.

It feels soft, like touching a ball of cotton!

She rounded her eyes: "Brother Siming, come and have a look."

Yesiming stood aside and tilted his head uninterestedly: "I don't want to."

After Ye Siming was forced to touch it twice, her thin lips drew a contemptuous arc.

"Your face is softer, if you don't believe me, try pinching it?"

Gu Nuo'er was stunned for a moment, her little hand stretched out to her cheeks, and grabbed it twice.

She has delicate skin, and now, her little face turned red.

Ye Siming couldn't help sneering when he saw her round, white, tender and lovely appearance.

Gu Nuo'er then reacted: "Brother Siming, you are making fun of me!"

"Little fool." Ye Siming folded his arms and raised his eyebrows in mockery.

Gu Nuo'er clenched her fists in anger, stepped on the bed kang, and reached out to pull Ye Siming's face to "revenge" herself!

However, Ye Siming hid quickly and did not go far, for fear that Gu Nuoer would fall off the bed kang, he would move from left to right, and then to the middle, just to let Gu Nuoer fall off the bed kang. Noel can't catch it!

The little guy's cheeks were red with anger, and his round black eyes were full of waves.

At this moment, Gu Nuoer had not succeeded, but the little baby on the bed was crying.

He was sleeping soundly, but someone running and jumping beside him naturally woke the child up.

Faced with the crying baby, Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming didn't know what to do!

"Brother Siming, hug him and coax him!" Gu Nuo'er urged.

Yesiming frowned, backed away: "I won't coax children."

Eating a child is almost the same, coaxing a child? Don't even think about it.

Seeing the cry of the little baby getting louder and louder, Gu Nuoer called anxiously, with a tender voice in the little milk voice: "Brother Siming—!"

Yesiming gritted his teeth: "Stop shouting! I'll try."

After saying that, he quickly stepped forward and picked up the baby like a long sword.

Gu Nuo'er waved her little hand to command: "Oh, don't be so rude, be gentle!"

Ye Siming suddenly thought that at the palace banquet that day, Gu Yihan taught him how to hug Gu Nuoer.