When Gu Nuo'er saw Ye Siming, her watery eyes revealed joy and excitement.
She stood up and ran over.
Yun Linzhou watched as she pounced into the arms of this cold youth.
He thought that people with such looks must be fierce.
However, not only did Ye Siming not push Gu Nuo'er away, but he also let her dry her hands on his clothes.
Yun Linzhou noticed that the cold youth's gaze looked a little different when facing Gu Nuo'er.
"Your sleeves have gotten wet too. If you do this again, I won't care about you," Ye Siming said.
However, even though he said this, he still squatted down and rolled up the child's sleeves, pinching her soft and cold hands that had been soaked in the stream.
Gu Nuo'er even tugged at his sleeve and whined, "Elder Brother Siming, I feel so dizzy! I was so tired from plowing the soil for little flower just now. Carry me on your back!"
Ye Siming looked impatient, but he still threw her onto his back.