MTL - Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag-Chapter 2358 thank you baby for the treat

His body is too warm.

And the orderly sound of heartbeats in his chest made Gu Nuoer feel more at ease.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days.

Only by Ye Siming's side can he feel this kind of security.

She leaned against him.

Gu Nuoer yawned.

She raised her sleepy eyes to look at Ye Siming, and said softly, "If you refuse, then I won't accompany you. I'm sleepy, so I'll go to bed first."

After all, she really closed her eyes and her breathing gradually became even.

This was a pain for Ye Siming.

His whole body was as hot as a stone picked up from a fire.

But Ye Siming didn't dare to move.

Gu Nuo'er was entwined like Si Luo, as if she could fall asleep with peace of mind only by his side.

Ye Siming only felt that from the center of his eyebrows down, there was an evil fire rushing back and forth.

He tried to suppress it, but to no avail.

The fragrance around me makes the fire burn even more.

When Gu Nuoer was drowsy, she suddenly felt a pair of fiery hands pinching her wrist.

She woke up in a daze, and saw Ye Siming leaning on her body, his dark eyes glowing with a torrent of fire.

"You can't just sleep like this, leaving me alone to suffer." Ye Siming spoke, his voice was so hoarse.

Gu Nuoer blinked her innocent eyes: "You said no."

Ye Siming's eyes darkened: "I've changed my mind."

Gu Nuoer's pink lips burst into a light smile.

She put her arms around Ye Siming's neck.

Gu Nuoer's voice was very soft: "I hope you get well soon, Siming."

This sentence, like a drop of oil, fell into the burning fire.

then-

There was a sound of "wow", as if his heart was ignited.

Ye Siming lowered his head and kissed Gu Nuoer's neck.

His intentional touch brought joy to Gu Nuoer.

However, it did not continue for a long time.

Ye Siming just kept that posture, and he sat up after a while.

"Okay, I'm satisfied."

Gu Nuoer opened her round black eyes and looked at him sitting by the couch.

She sat up in surprise: "No more?"

Just a kiss?

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, his face flushed because of emotion, and now he smiled meaningfully: "I'm not in a hurry, I can bear it."

"Didn't you say that you hope I get better? I will be fine. The kiss just now is enough."

Gu Nuoer looked at him puzzled: "But..."

Ye Siming reached out and wrapped the quilt around her shoulders.

"I know your heart," he said, with a hoarse tone, very gentle: "You trust me, give it to me, I can't let you down."

"We are not married, and I have to be responsible for your etiquette and innocence. I really want to get you, but I won't be so urgent, let alone so uncontrollable."

"I've endured it for so long, why do I still care about this mere few months?"

After he finished speaking, he curled up his thin lips in satisfaction.

Ye Siming leaned over and kissed the ignorant Gu Nuoer on the cheek.

"Thank you baby for the hospitality."

Gu Nuoer's eyes moved.

He cherishes her and loves her.

What should be given to Gu Nuoer, Ye Siming will not miss anything.

Gu Nuoer reached out and hugged Ye Siming's waist.

"It should be me thanking you."

Thank you for this, Ye Siming, who single-mindedly cherished her like his own eyeball.

Gu Nuoer was about to go back to her room.

As soon as she stood up, she heard the voice of the second prince Gu Zitang from outside the door—

"Marquis Yong Ye, are you asleep? I just passed by your door, why did I seem to hear my sister's voice?"