Little Feet Held by the Big Wolfie

Gu Nuo'er's big eyes sparkled. She smiled sweetly and touched her chubby face in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Elder Brother Siming. I was too happy to see Elder Sister Yinxiang and accidentally stepped into one!"

Just now, when she got off the carriage, she saw Xie Yinxiang standing at the entrance of the inn as if she was planning to go out.

The little thing was so excited that she skipped her way over. Unexpectedly, she stepped into a puddle.

Both her small shoes became wet.

Ye Siming held her fair feet in his hands. They were cold and smooth to the touch.

He could not help but frown.

In winter, wouldn't Gu Nuo'er's feet be even colder?

Jiang Xiaoran's question came from outside the door—

"Siming, are you done? You're just changing the little princess's shoes and socks. Why can't we go in?"

Ye Siming glanced over coldly from the corner of his eyes and said loudly, "Wait."