Could It Be You?

"Elder Brother Siming!"

Gu Nuo'er saw Ye Siming standing in the courtyard with a cold gaze.

The child took the initiative to call out to him and waved her small hand. "Hurry up and come in. It's time to sleep!"

Under the night sky, the cold and bright moonlight fell on the youth's cold and arrogant eyes.

It was as if his eyes were covered in a layer of frost.

If it were anyone else, they would only feel cold.

However, it inexplicably looked a little dangerous on Ye Siming.

It was like a traveler walking in the forest late at night and suddenly seeing a pair of dark wolf eyes.

Gu Nuo'er was still standing there obediently. Ye Siming's thin lips moved as if he was preparing to ask something.

However, suddenly—

"Achoo!" The child sneezed.

She shivered from the cold wind and sniffed.

Her pink and fair face also looked a little fragile because it had been blown by the evening wind.