Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Because of this discovery, Gu Nuoer's dark water eyes were a little lonely.

She just understood what emotion is, and she is willing to have children for Ye Siming, which is a way for her to express her love.

But Ye Siming didn't seem to want children.

Gu Nuoer sat on the bed holding the quilt, silently depressed.

He doesn't want the child, so why is he still pestering her...

The more Gu Nuoer thought about it, the angrier she became.

She lay on the bed and covered her head with the quilt.

"Hmph, brother Siming, you only want to be happy, but you don't want to be responsible!"

Ye Siming was helping her put away the shoes she had taken off.

Hearing this sentence, his thin eyes froze.

What is responsible?

Ye Siming sat by the bed: "What's wrong? Why do you say I'm not responsible?"

Gu Nuoer snorted heavily, sounding full of coquettishness.

"I'm going to sleep, or I won't feel well later, Brother Siming, go and do it yourself."

Ye Siming still wanted to ask her to clarify.

But considering that Gu Nuoer was not feeling well, he pulled down the quilt and kissed her between the eyebrows.

A little rebellion welled up in Gu Nuoer's heart.

She waved her jade hand, not letting him kiss.

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, grabbed Gu Nuoer's wrist, and pressed it aside.

Afterwards, his lingering and intoxicating kiss fell between Gu Nuoer's lips and teeth.

After being kissed, Gu Nuo'er suddenly became dizzy.

When Ye Siming let go of her, she stared and scolded with red cheeks, "You bastard!"

Seeing her like this, Ye Siming felt that his little good wife was getting cuter.

He chuckled lightly: "Take a good rest, I'll go and help with Mr. Luo's affairs, and try to come back early at night."

Gu Nuoer kicked the quilt lightly.

"Go away! I'm going to sleep!"

After she finished speaking, she lay back on the couch and covered herself tightly with the quilt.

Ye Siming smiled.

After a while, Gu Nuoer heard the sound of the door creaking and being closed gently by him.

Gu Nuoer's charming eyebrows poked out from under the quilt.

Seeing that Ye Siming had really left.

She complained aloud: "You don't want it, I don't want to have a baby yet, hum."

Xiaolu couldn't help but speak—

"Why don't you just tell him that you want to have children for him."

Gu Nuoer blushed.

She hugged her knees and muttered: "I am a daughter's family, how dare I say that I want to have a child for him."

"Besides, I thought it was a tacit understanding between husband and wife. Look at Sister Yinxiang and Brother Hualuobo, they will have a baby one month after they get married!"

Green Marriage agreed with a hum.

But then she said—

"But if you think about it carefully, you can also understand the demon god. He guarded a fish that can be seen but not eaten, and endured it for many years."

"Finally, one day I will marry her as my wife. I will definitely not be willing to end your two-person time so soon."

"After you have a child, you will pay him much less attention. Originally, the demon **** was jealous."

Gu Nuoer blinked her long eyelashes, and felt that what Lu Marriage said made sense.

But she retorted and said, "We're not always two. Occasionally, Xiaolu, you're also there, aren't you?"

After a short silence.

The jumping feet of the green marriage—

"I'm talking about you and your children, why are you using me as an example! Gu Nuoer, you little bad fish!"

Gu Nuoer chuckled.

After such a toss, it took a little energy, but she immediately felt nauseous again.

So Gu Nuo'er lay down obediently, and wrapped the bracelet with magic power, so that Green Marriage could also use her koi power to practice.

Gu Nuoer covered the quilt, and soon fell into a deep sleep.