Ye Siming, Scoundrel!

Ye Siming's jawline was tense, making his side profile look even deeper and more handsome.

He pursed his lips. "Don't look. It's not anything good."

Gu Nuo'er pouted.

As long as she wanted to, she could use her spiritual energy to sense what was drawn.

However, after seeing Ye Siming and Grand Preceptor Du's reactions, she felt that it was probably one that would hurt the eyes.

She was still young and didn't want to suffer such a huge impact!

Gu Nuo'er turned around and wrapped her small hands around Ye Siming's waist, wanting to jump into his arms.

"Elder Brother Siming, just tell me~ Otherwise, I'll always be curious! What if I accidentally see it at the banquet later?!"

She fluttered her long eyelashes, her eyes were big and lively, the shape of her eyes was beautiful, and her gaze was pleading like a deer.

Ye Siming squatted down and raised his eyebrows. "Do you really want to know?"

Gu Nuo'er nodded honestly.