424 Does It Still Hurt, Hmm?
Gu Nuo’er didn’t speak for a long time.
She only raised her milky-white hand weakly and gently stroked Ye Siming’s head.
That action was as if he was comforting a big dog.
“I’m sorry, Elder Brother Siming. I won’t run around anymore. I swbear1!”
The girl’s voice was soft and sounded like she was crying from abdominal pain. She sounded aggrieved and her words weren’t very clear. It sounded very childish.
She didn’t forget to raise three soft fingers to show her determination.
However, after the intense abdominal pain passed, the child became very weak.
It wasn’t good for her to use magic power in front of Ye Siming.
She pouted and looked like she wanted to cry but was holding it in. Ye Siming’s heart ached when he saw this.
Mortals were indeed too fragile, especially Gu Nuo’er.
He felt a little reproachful.
He was probably too fierce just now.
He slowly lowered his head and gently pressed his face and lips against the intersection of Gu Nuo’er’s neck and shoulder.
Ye Siming’s movements were very gentle and extremely comforting.
He rubbed the tip of his nose against the soft flesh on her shoulder and smelled the sweet milky fragrance.
“Does it still hurt, hmm?”
Gu Nuo’er wiped her tears with her small hands. Her eyes were big and after being washed by her tears, they looked even redder.
She shook her head, her childish voice still a little hoarse.
“Elder Brother Siming, hug me~ We’re still good friends~”
Ye Siming easily turned her over and hugged her in his arms, his slender palm gently pressing on her stomach.
Not long after, Gu Nuo’er felt so comfortable that she felt a little sleepy.
In the end, the child’s pink fingers grabbed Ye Siming’s clothes.
She leaned tightly into his arms in a very dependent manner.
Now, the stone in Ye Siming’s heart seemed to have suddenly landed on the ground.
Previously, the thing which he thought was the most stable was to have someone bring cooked food to his room every day.
For example, the way Madam Bai took care of him.
But now, he seemed to understand something.
The most stable feeling was for Gu Nuo’er to be fine in his arms, sleeping soundly.
She trusted him a lot.
Ye Siming lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the child’s sleeping face.
He smiled gently.
Instantly, there was a hint of gentleness in his cold eyes.
…
Early in the morning, Jiang Xiaoran carried a birdcage and strolled out of his manor with his hands behind his back.
When the state school didn’t have classes, he would either ask his friends out to drink or go to the flower and bird market to choose a toy that was pleasing to the eye.
On this day, just as he left the manor, he was stopped by a figure.
Jiang Xiaoran looked at the person in front of him. He rubbed his eyes and then looked at the sky.
He said in great perplexity, “The sun didn’t rise from the west, so am I seeing things? Why can I see Siming standing in front of me?”
Ye Siming’s eyes turned cold as if he was looking at a fool. “It’s me.”
Jiang Xiaoran was shocked. “You! You actually took the initiative to look for me! And it’s so early! Am I dreaming?!”
His chattering made Ye Siming frown quietly.
“Don’t be so noisy. Last time, you said that there’s a summer resort in the suburbs of the capital. How’s the scenery there? Is it nice?”
When Jiang Xiaoran heard this, he immediately perked up.
“Of course! The place I recommended must be a good place with beautiful scenery and unique gameplay. How about it? Do you want to go?”
Ye Siming pursed his lips and nodded after a moment.
“If we were to go, when can we set off?”
“Now! I’ll arrange for a carriage. We can leave at any time!”
Ye Siming said in a low voice, “No need. We’ll take my carriage. I’ll go to the palace to pick up Gu Nuo’er first.”
