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Gu Yihan carried Gu Nuo’er and coaxed her, his heart aching.
“Baby Nuo, you must be feeling dizzy. Father will bring you back now.”
“Don’t want to, don’t want to~” The child shook her head and said in a childish voice, “I’ll be fine if Elder Brother Siming can carry for a while! He can sober up!”
Gu Yihan and Ye Siming were both stunned and looked at each other.
The emperor wondered, ‘Does he really have so kind of special technique to sober up a drunk person?’
Ye Siming thought, ‘When did I have such a capability?’
If it was any other ti, Gu Yihan would not believe it.
However, he had drunk with Ye Siming in private and knew that he could indeed hold his liquor well.
It turned out that he had so hidden abilities and knew how to sober up from drinking?
Gu Yihan saw that his daughter’s face was extrely red, like a cooked apple doll.
He was afraid that Gu Nuo’er would feel uncomfortable because of this, so he handed the child to Ye Siming.
He didn’t forget to remind Ye Siming sternly, “Be careful when you carry her. Don’t drop her!”
This was the first ti Ye Siming had hugged Gu Nuo’er.
Usually, he would carry her.
At this mont, Gu Nuo’er was in his arms with the sweet fragrance of wine on her. She was as light as a feather.
Although she looked chubby, she turned out to be so soft.
Ye Siming hugged her in a daze as if he didn’t know how to react or if he should pull her close into his arms.
He had never had such an experience before.
Gu Yihan frowned and watched as Ye Siming stood there like a block of wood.
Gu Yihan could not help but reach out to help Ye Siming adjust Gu Nuo’er’s posture in his arms.
“Young Master Ye, it’s not that I want to criticize you, but why do you look like you’re carrying a precious sword when you’re carrying Nuo’er? You have to do this, then this…”
A mont later, Gu Nuo’er stuck out her butt and was resting on Ye Siming’s shoulder, puffing.
After being “taught” by Gu Yihan, Ye Siming placed one hand on her back and held onto her calves with the other.
Gu Yihan looked at his results in satisfaction. “This is how you carry a child. Learn well.”
Why would he learn this?
Gu Nuo’er knew that she was lying in Ye Siming’s arms. She reached out her small hand and whispered drunkenly.
“Elder Brother Siming, let tell you. Actually, my New Year’s wish isn’t what I said just now. I have other thoughts. Do you want to listen to them?”
Ye Siming pondered for a mont. “Tell .”
The child chuckled sweetly in his ear. “Then tell first, what was that black thing beside you in the scripture tower that day? Elder Brother Siming, who on earth are you?”
Ye Siming was stunned.
He looked sideways and t the child’s beautiful and drunk eyes.
It turned out that she had seen it last ti, but she could suppress her curiosity and not ask him.
If she hadn’t been drunk this ti, she would probably continue to keep it to herself.
Ye Siming was silent for a mont before his cold eyes slowly raised. “If there’s a chance, I’ll tell you.”
Gu Nuo’er nodded and started to moan. “There are so many little stars…”
After a while, she grabbed Ye Siming’s collar and fell asleep.
Gu Zitang had been watching for a long ti and felt that with so many older brothers around, why did they have to let an outsider like Ye Siming carry his sister?
He imdiately wanted to get up to snatch his sister!
Unexpectedly, Consort Yi tugged at him and asked excitedly, “Tang’er, did you really go along with your sister and the third prince?
Did you guys go to save lives at the East Defender General’s camp? Look at how happy your father was just. My son, you’ve finally done sothing impressive!”
Gu Zitang hissed, “Mother, what are you saying? When have I ever done anything embarrassing?!”
Consort Yi glanced at him. Although she said that she despised him, she picked up a piece of at for her son. “Eat more and play with your sister more often in the future.
“She’s a smart kid. Have her bring a fool like you along and perform well in front of your father!”
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