Hugging Gu Nuo'er More Tightly

Gu Nuo'er's watery eyes flickered.

She looked at the bloodstains on Ye Siming's robe.

No matter what, Elder Brother Siming always wanted to protect her from the filth.

Even though he had walked through the mud himself.

He still remembered to protect her purity and cleanliness.

The child took the initiative to reach out her two small arms and hug Ye Siming's neck.

Her small hand patted twice.

"Thank you, Elder Brother Siming."

The moment Gu Nuo'er's soft voice sounded.

Ye Siming seemed to have heard a soft bell-like sound and his heart bloomed.

That feeling was also like sweet sugar water spilling out of his heart.

The mountain wind blew over and the green leaves that had fallen to the ground were swept up, causing the bushes to sway.

At this moment, there seemed to be a hint of joy spreading in the youth's black and cold eyes.