Ye Siming picked the child up.
He raised his leg and closed the door.
He placed her in the bed and covered her with the blanket again.
Gu Nuo'er moved to the inside of the bed very generously.
She reached out her small hand and patted the side. "Elder Brother Siming, you can lie down too!"
Ye Siming paused and looked down at the child's porcelain-white face with his cold eyes.
Her black eyes were clear and pure.
With the rustling of clothes, Ye Siming lay beside her.
Gu Nuo'er quickly grabbed a corner of the blanket and gently covered his stomach.
"My mother said that you have to cover your stomach well when you sleep. Otherwise, you'll catch a cold easily."
After saying that, the child took the initiative to hug one of Ye Siming's arms from under the blanket.
Then, she had planned on resting her leg on him.
However, as soon as she raised her leg, she kicked the sword at Ye Siming's waist.