Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Kong Jue was very moved.

He clasped his hands together: "Thank you, Lord Hou."

Ye Siming stared at him coldly, and after a while he said, "You have a runny nose."

Kong Jue gracefully took out the handkerchief and wiped it.

He showed no embarrassment.

He just smiled calmly and peacefully: "I've been sitting on the tree for half an hour, the wind is blowing a bit cold, and my sister is busy with government affairs inside, so I'm embarrassed to disturb her by yelling."

Ye Siming couldn't help laughing: "So you're so nice, what's the purpose of going up the tree to chant scriptures?"

Kong Jue pointed.

Ye Siming looked up.

It turned out that there was a bird's nest in the tree.

"Today the wind was too strong, it blew the bird's nest down, so I had no choice but to send it back, but I couldn't get down, I feel ashamed." Kong Jue laughed.

Ye Siming snorted, "You monks are troublesome."

Kong Jue lowered his head and saw cotton in his hand, curiously asked: "What is this used for?"

Ye Siming said flatly: "The shoes made in the palace are always too hard. Gu Nuoer is not used to wearing them. I want to make her a more comfortable sole."

Kongjue was moved for a moment.

Ye Siming kept talking sarcastically, and from time to time he would sarcastically make fun of him.

But Kong Jue knew that this seemingly cold and ruthless Yong Yehou gave his sister a hot heart.

Kong Jue offered to propose: "Just now General Wei Cang went in, maybe I have some important business to discuss with my sister, Lord Hou might as well say a few words with me."

Ye Siming seemed not interested, but resisted his impatience: "Say five sentences at most."

Kong Jue smiled handsomely: "Okay."

He looked up at the wind-blown sky.

"Master Hou, what do you think of obsession?"

Ye Siming followed Kong Jue and sat on the porch.

His long legs are slightly bent, and his sitting posture is casual.

"Obsession is something of the weak. It's only obsession if you can't get it." Ye Siming narrowed his eyes, looking very careless.

Kong Jue continued: "That's because you haven't lost something right now, for example, you are in love with my sister, and you are lucky, she also likes you. What if she doesn't like you and chooses someone else?"

Ye Siming was sitting slack, but suddenly he straightened up.

His cold eyes turned serious: "She doesn't like me anymore?"

Kong Jue looked at him as if he was facing a big enemy, and felt ashamed for a moment.

"Discussing Buddhism is just a hypothesis, you don't need to panic."

Ye Siming frowned: "If Gu Nuoer hadn't chosen me, maybe she would have become my obsession."

Kongjue nodded clearly: "So you will hurt others to achieve your own goals?"

Ye Siming paused for a moment. It seemed that at this moment, he experienced a fierce ideological struggle.

"No. As long as Gu Nuoer won't let me do something, even if I can't get her, I won't do it."

"I love her, so I respect her. If I become unprincipled, she will be sad and stay away from me even more."

Whether it is a human or a wolf, when facing the things you like, your nature is to fight for them.

But he promised Gu Nuo'er that he would restrain his instincts, go against his nature, and love her forever.

Kongjue's eyes moved.

He patted Ye Siming's shoulder lightly: "You're right, then..."

Ye Siming interrupted him suddenly, and stood up straight away: "I've said five sentences enough, you can play by yourself."

Kong Jue was stunned: "Ah? Are you leaving now?"

Ye Siming waved his hands lazily without looking back.

Kong Jue suddenly stood up and said with a smile, "Brother-in-law, walk slowly."

Ye Siming paused, and suddenly looked back at Kongjue.

Kong Jue was smiling, very much like the Zen old man who tried to drag Ye Siming into Buddhism.

When Ye Siming entered the main hall, Wei Cang was about to get up and leave.

The table in front of Gu Nuoer was full of memorials.

Seeing Ye Siming coming, her serious face immediately changed into a coquettish look, and she dropped the pen directly.

"Brother Siming, I'm going to die of exhaustion!"

Ye Siming stepped forward in three steps in parallel.

Gu Nuoer stood up and was about to complain, but Ye Siming hugged her.

It doesn't matter if Wei Cang is still there.

"Don't dislike me." He said suddenly.

Gu Nuoer blinked in confusion: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Wei Cang stood aside and cupped his hands silently: "What, I'll take my leave first."

He left in a hurry, leaving the space of solitude to these two young people who were glued to each other.