Only Nuo'er Can Make Him Yield

At this moment, Ye Siming returned.

His hair was stained with snow as he walked on the silver-white road. His disposition was as heavy as a treasured sword that was about to be unsheathed.

"Take it." A hot and nice-smelling sweet potato was put in front of Gu Nuo'er.

Gu Nuo'er's eyes lit up and she held onto the sweet potato with her small hands. "Elder Brother Siming, you went to buy food for me?"

Her fingers were frozen and at the instant she touched the sweet potato, the warmth comfortably flowed to her limbs.

The child could not wait and tore open the thin skin with her fingertips, but she wasn't careful and accidentally scalded herself.

"Huhu~" She didn't cry or make a fuss and hurriedly blew at her fingers herself.

Ye Siming looked down and immediately frowned. "You're so stupid?"

He snatched the sweet potato and swiftly tore off the thin skin.