The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter

Chapter 394 - 394 To Think That I Like Elder Brother Siming the Most!

394 To Think That I Like Elder Brother Siming the Most!

Ye Siming pulled her into his arms. “If you’re tired, then don’t explain anymore. I’ll bring you back.”

Gu Nuo’er nodded.

She waved at Old Jiang and the others. “I’ll go back and think about how to teach you guys. Grandpa Jiang, Nanny Hu, and Auntie Qu, don’t be anxious!

“It’s not that you guys can’t learn, but Nuo’er hasn’t figured out how to be a little teacher yet. I’ll go back and study this!”

Even though her voice was a little hoarse from talking, she didn’t forget to comfort these elders.

Old Jiang placed his hands behind his back. “Hurry up and go back. You’re just a child, so how can you not be tired?”

Ye Siming saw that Gu Nuo’er was indeed a little tired, so he asked her to wait in the shop for a while.

He rode his horse and left. Not long later, he personally drove a carriage back.

Gu Nuo’er stood in front of the two tall horses and widened her eyes.

Elder Brother Siming’s carriage was so gorgeous.

Two tall and strong red horses were pulling a carriage covered in silk. The four corners of the roof looked like a pavilion with tassels hanging down.

Even the jade necklace hanging from the horse’s neck looked expensive.

Beside the curtain was an emblem.

On it was the word “Yongye”.

Ye Siming nimbly jumped off the carriage and saw that the child’s eyes were bright as she looked at the tall horse curiously.

He explained, “When His Majesty conferred me the title, he gave me a carriage that he didn’t usually use. It’s just right for you to sit in.”

The other carriages were a little bumpy and the seats were hard.

The carriage that the emperor had given him was covered with three layers of soft cushions. It was definitely suitable for Gu Nuo’er.

At this moment, the real coachman crawled out of the carriage on his last breath.

His face was pale as he said directly, “Marquis, your driving speed is too fast. In my daze, I thought that we were flying.”

Earlier, Marquis Yongye despised him for being too slow and asked him to sit in the back while he drove.

Unexpectedly, the wheels seemed to have wings and were extremely fast.

Ye Siming glanced at him. “Drive slower later and don’t bump.”

“Yes.”

Ye Siming carried Gu Nuo’er into the carriage.

The child stuck her head out of the window and waved at Nanny Hu and the others.

Then, she retracted her small body and fell onto the soft cushion.

She patted her chubby cheeks and said in a soft voice, “I’m so tired…”

As she spoke, she put her small feet into Ye Siming’s arms.

“Elder Brother Siming, give me a massage!”

Ye Siming lowered his head and looked at the child’s white socks.

Her wrapped feet were like a cat’s. As she stretched, she opened her fingers and then tightened them.

She looked cute. Ye Siming compared her foot to his hand and realized that could hold it with one hand.

Gu Nuo’er was really too small and fragile.

Ye Siming felt that it wasn’t appropriate for him to do anything.

For some reason, his ears subconsciously turned red.

He looked elsewhere awkwardly and kept his hands away from her small feet.

“Take them away. I don’t know how.”

Gu Nuo’er sat up pitifully. “Alright, Elder Brother Siming is really heartless to me.”

Her two fair and soft fingers touched each other and her pink lips pouted. Her voice was soft. “To think that I like you the most!”

When Ye Siming heard this, he suddenly turned around.

He raised his long eyebrows, his eyes filled with curiosity.

“You like me the most?”

“That’s right!” Compared with big meow, small meow, and the plants that she grew, Elder Brother Siming treated her the best.

Of course she liked him.

Ye Siming’s thin lips curled up and his eyes lit up. He seemed to want to laugh but suppressed it.

Gu Nuo’er twisted her small body. “But I don’t want to talk to you anymore!”