Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Ye Juefeng was very skilled, so he immediately ran up to the wall and took a look inside.

Hu Nian's house is not big, and once he enters and exits the yard, he can see it clearly.

He lowered his head and said to Zhang Yuanyi, "Uncle Hu doesn't seem to be at home."

Holding the food box, Zhang Yuanyi wondered, "Where can he go so early?"

Jiang Shiji said: "Could it be that I didn't come back last night..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Juefeng covered his mouth with a cold face.

Let Zhang Yuanyi discover this sad thing by herself.

Just then, a couple living next door went out.

Zhang Yuanyi came here often, and they all recognized her.

"Miss Zhang is here to deliver food to Mr. Hu again?" The couple smiled.

Zhang Yuanyi nodded: "Sister Wu, do you know where Hu Hu has gone?"

The couple looked at each other.

The wife sighed, and said to Zhang Yuanyi: "They say you shouldn't meddle in other people's business, but I really can't bear to see you come here every day to deliver things."

"That Mr. Hu is very lucky. This morning, when I was out shopping, I happened to meet him with a girl, saying that he was going on a picnic in the mountains."

Zhang Yuanyi was furious: "It must be that brothel girl!"

The couple didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs, so they bowed their hands and left.

Zhang Yuanyi was probably very angry and bored.

She even turned her head to ask the two young boys behind her.

"what should we do?"

Ye Juefeng's eyes were dark, and his cheeks were handsome and fair: "You should eat first."

Jiang Shiji expressed his support, and happily said: "There is a fresh wonton store on the street, and it must have a stall now, auntie, let's try it!"

However, Zhang Yuanyi didn't listen at all.

She paced back and forth, muttering: "I'd better go up the mountain to have a look, that woman is not a good person at all."

"Women in the brothel are mostly people who are in power, and Hu Hu has no money, what should I do if I get cheated by her?"

Saying that, Zhang Yuanyi grabbed Ye Juefeng and Jiang Shiji.

They got into the carriage and went out of the city and up the mountain.

Usually, there are only four places where people can go for outings.

They walked halfway up the hill, and finally found Hu Nian, who was drunk, and his drinking and meat friends in a pavilion.

Three or four young masters were drunk and staggered, and the poems they had written were spread out on the ground.

The peach blossom trees all over the mountains and plains are blown by the wind, and a little bit of petals fall on the handsome and beautiful eyebrows of the drunk.

There are two brothel girls beside him, and they are already drunk.

Wine jars rolled all over the floor.

Red dress, wine stains, poetry, falling flowers.

It's not elegant.

This is the freedom and freedom that Hu Nian has always liked.

But when Zhang Yuanyi saw it, she ran over in a hurry, stepping over those people lying on the ground.

She helped Hu Ni half up, and pushed, "Huhu!"

Hu Tired was very drunk, and it was obvious that he was having a good time playing, with a smile on his lips.

He opened a slit of his eyes: "Little ancestor, why are you here?"

As soon as Hu Nian spoke, the strong smell of alcohol rushed towards his face, Zhang Yuanyi had to turn his head to avoid it.

She frowned and said, "Early in the morning, you're so drunk, Huhu, come home with me and sleep again."

Zhang Yuanyi wanted to pull him up.

However, Hu Nian waved his hand to express his refusal.

"I came with my friends, how can I abandon them and go first, you go back, don't delay us reciting poems."

Zhang Yuanyi heard the words and stood up angrily.

She reprimanded: "You guys are not singing poems against others, you are obviously licentious!"

Zhang Yuanyi couldn't bear it anymore, feeling aggrieved: "I'll get up before dawn to make you soup, but you only know how to be happy and happy."

After finishing speaking, she shook off Hu Ni's hand, turned around and ran out of the pavilion.