Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter ( MTL )

Chapter 291-300

Chapter 291 Gu Nuoer's little milky voice breaks through the sky!

Xie Yinxiang didn't want to stand behind Gu Nuoer and let this cute little doll protect her.

She stood up and looked at Xie Liuhua, her tone was cold and her demeanor was quiet.

"Xie Liuhua, I don't need to mention how you deal with me at home. It's not that I don't care, but I don't want to be ugly.

You and I are both surnamed Xie, let's talk about it, it's not just that you don't look good. , even I feel ashamed.

I advise you not to instigate outside, otherwise, when others react, they will only think that our Xie family's family education is not good.

If you don't like me, after returning to the palace, we will discuss it carefully. , I'm here to watch the game today, don't make everyone unhappy!"

Xie Liuhua even forgot to pretend to be pitiful and shed tears.

Xie Yinxiang looked like a noble girl from a well-bred family.

And she is indeed the eldest daughter of the Xie family, even if her mother dies, there is no doubt about it.

This time, the two sisters Xie Yinxiang and Xie Liuhua were distinguished in the eyes of everyone.

Gu Nuo'er clapped her hands: "Sister Yinxiang is so handsome!"

Xie Yinxiang was praised by Gu Nuoer, but she was a little embarrassed.

She pursed her lips and smiled, and sat back in her seat again.

Xie Liuhua knew that he had no face, so he stood up and left.

Song Youqing over there was angry at being used by Xie Liuhua, and hated Gu Nuoer for not giving her face so much.

This little guy looks like a snow doll.

Even if she is wrong, but... Gu Nuo'er can't, she is so fierce!

Next, Gu Nuoer didn't talk to Song Youqing either.

They only wanted to laugh and chat with Xie Yinxiang, and the two of them looked at the field intently.

Song Youqing wanted to find an opportunity to explain to her, but because of her face, she didn't know how to speak.

At this moment, the gongs and drums sounded off the field, and the competition began!

According to the order of drawing lots, Ye Siming and the others served first.

Gu Nuo'er was so excited that she held up the banner with her little hand, excited.

Ye Siming has a cold temperament, even in the face of a strong enemy, he is calm.

He bumped the ball on the back of his foot, and then suddenly swung the load with the wind. With this opening, the boys all started running.

The ladies in the stands did not hesitate, and cheered for their favorite son.

Daqi was originally open to folk customs. At this time, the girls shouted out loudly—

"Song Qiyuan! Song Qiyuan is the most powerful!"

"Song Xiaojun, go ahead!"

"Jiang Xiaohou, hurry up! You are the best! !"

Gu Nuo'er listened for a long time, but no one cheered her brother Siming!

Damn, how can this be done!

In fact, Gu Nuoer blamed them wrongly.

It's not that they don't want to call Ye Siming's name, but that Ye Siming's usual attitude is cold and scary!

There were also ladies who wanted to get close to him when they saw his handsome features.

They were all frightened back by the impatient look in his eyes.

That feeling, as if the next second, he will draw a sword and stab you!

I really don't know how the little princess could endure it!

Gu Nuo'er jumped off the chair, ran to the fence, and tried to hold her red banner on tiptoe.

She took a deep breath, exhausted all her strength, and the little maid had a high-pitched voice and shot straight

into the sky—"Brother Siming, sure! Victory!"

At this moment, a gust of wind was blowing, almost blowing away the brocade cloth that covered the sunshade on the stands. !

The girls were startled and looked at Gu Nuo'er's little back.

How did the little body of the princess burst out with such a high little milk voice?

Chapter 292 Oh! Forget that Nuobao can't be blessed casually

Gu Nuo'er took the lead in shouting to give courage to those girls who wanted to cheer on Ye Siming but didn't dare!

They all echoed the voice of the princess, and the voice was louder than the voice!

In the end, it became Gu Nuo'er's milky voice shouting: "Yesiming!"

The rest of the girls immediately answered: "We must win!" The

scene was like the drums beat during the war, and it was very rhythmic.

Ye Siming took time to turn his head and looked at the stage.

Gu Nuo'er's small figure is like a little butterfly in spring, standing there holding a red banner with infinite vitality.

Ye Siming slowed down, raised his thin lips, and smiled at Gu Nuoer.

Jiang Xiaoran watched in shock: "Si Ming be careful!"

Ye Siming didn't turn his head back, but turned his head slightly and avoided the ball he just kicked.

The other party knew that Ye Siming was difficult to deal with, so he wanted to hurt him with the ball.

But he didn't expect that Ye Siming would be able to avoid it when he was distracted.

People on the field: ...

In the stands, under the leadership of Gu Nuoer, the girls gave out even more supportive voices.

Some people even said -

"He just laughed?! It's really strange, Ye Gongzi can laugh!"

"He must be smiling at me! He is looking at me!"

"Less stinky, he knows you. Who is it?!"

Ye Siming glanced at Gu Nuo'er.

As long as he wants to eat candy, he will definitely win.

I just don't know if the little thing is shouting so loudly. Do I have a sore throat later?

Ye Siming thought so, turned around and continued to participate in the competition.

What everyone didn't expect was that since the girls in the stands cheered on Ye Siming in full swing.

The red team has never been able to score.

Even seeing that the ball was about to be kicked into the net-shaped hole, he could only brush the side and fly out directly.

Or, when the ball reaches the red square, it becomes extremely slippery and runs around.

When you get to Ye Siming's feet, you will be obedient!

The blue team, represented by Ye Siming, was far ahead.

Gu Nuo'er opened her moist eyes and looked fascinated.

Seeing this situation, she probably thought of something.

The little hand slammed his mouth and blinked his long eyelashes innocently: "Ah! Forget that Noble can't bless you casually..."

Is this kind of competition fair?

The little guy was sweating, his little hands scratched his fleshy cheeks, feeling distressed.

And Song Youqing behind her felt even more bizarre when she saw that her brother had been defeated several times!

Her brother is agile, so he can't catch a ball.

She looked at Gu Nuoer who was ahead.

Could it be that the encouragement of the little princess affected his brother's performance? !

Song Youqing thought for a moment, and was absolutely certain that this must be the case.

She immediately clapped the table, not to be outdone, and asked her maid to get a piece of red silk too.

On it, he wrote: Song Qiyuan, the best!

Then Song Youqing grabbed the red silk and ran to Gu Nuo'er's side. She brought her friends and cheered Song Qiyuan up like a roar!

Not to be outdone, Gu Nuoer led the rest of the ladies and shouted that Ye Siming would win.

On the field, Ye Siming dribbled the ball, and Song Qiyuan stood in front of him.

The two are a few years apart, but Ye Siming is as tall as Song Qiyuan.

His brows were cold and his eyes sharp.

Song Qiyuan also had a cold attitude and stood in front of him.

The two refused to give in to each other, and there were loud cries from the stands.

Jiang Xiaoran stood silently beside him, panting heavily.

He scratched his head.

From the beginning to the present, Ye Siming scored 13 goals by himself.

Their teammates are basically useless.

Jiang Xiaoran even thought that Ye Siming could deal with Song Qiyuan and his entire team by himself.

He worked so hard today, he used to play casually.