Hold Hands. Then We Won't Get Separated!

When she heard that there was meat to eat, the child immediately felt that the pastries in her hands didn't smell good anymore!

She recalled the last time in the Bai Manor, Ye Siming had roasted a delicious bird for her.

It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. When she took a bite, her mouth was filled with the feeling of fresh and tender juice and shredded meat…

Gu Nuo'er silently put the beef pastries aside.

She rubbed her small body against the carriage and jumped off by herself.

"Oh, Elder Brother Siming, I feel that the mountain is very slippery. You have to have someone to support you. It's better for me to go with you!"

When Ye Siming heard this, he looked up and raised his long eyebrows with a cold smile.

"You're going to support me? I'm afraid you'll fall first. Wait for me here. I promise I'll be back soon."