How Stupid Can Fifth Brother Be?

Ye Siming held the reins in his hand, his figure cold.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "You always like to make proper arrangements for them. Then am I the same as them in your eyes?"

Gu Nuo'er's voice was soft as she replied without thinking, "Yes, Auntie Qu and Nanny Hu are all my good friends. Elder Brother Siming is too!"

Ye Siming's eyes dimmed and he retorted, "There are still differences."

"What's different?"

Ye Siming didn't answer anymore. Instead, he hugged Gu Nuo'er tightly and sped up the horse.

The evening breeze blew over, bringing with it the tiredness of the early summer and dusk.

It also dyed Gu Nuo'er's eyes bright and Ye Siming's eyes dark.

After Gu Nuo'er decided to open a shop, Duan Hanping got someone to clean up Old Jiang's shop first.

Now, they just had to wait for the princess to decide how she wanted the interior to be modified.