Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Zhang Yuanyi didn't expect that he had remembered this trivial matter for so many years.

I was a little moved for a while.

"Thank you, but I didn't expect to meet you again here, so I didn't prepare your gift."

"Where do you live now, if there is a chance, I will send a gift to your door!"

Li Xingzu just smiled: "We are friends, there is no need to reciprocate."

"I just remember that after you were bitten by a bug, you kept crying, so I thought that if I see you in the capital, I must give you this."

"Wear it well." The sunshine in his smile gave people a very heart-warming feeling.

In front of him, Zhang Yuanyi immediately tied the sachet around her waist.

However, her tie was either not tight enough or a bit ugly.

Seeing her flustered, Li Xingzu laughed and said, "Let me help you."

He turned his head, stretched out his hand, kept a polite distance from Zhang Yuanyi, and helped her fasten the sachet at the same time.

During this period, Li Xingzu always talked to her with a smile, full of patience and talkativeness.

Ye Juefeng and Jiang Shiji stood not far away.

The two were eating persimmons washed by Hei Xiong.

Jiang Shiji took a bite, and said vaguely: "Brother Feng, did Auntie forget something?"

Ye Juefeng chewed the persimmons, and after finishing what was in his mouth, he answered, "She is in a bad mood, so she wants to ask my mother for help."

"Now that someone is making her happy, of course she can forget the displeasure brought by Uncle Hu."

"So, my aunt's coquettish willfulness should only be effective when it is directed at the right person." Ye Juefeng concluded.

Jiang Shiji didn't pay attention to Ye Juefeng's words.

After he finished eating the persimmons, he turned to look for the black bear spirit.

"Aunt Xiong, Uncle Xiong, do you have any more persimmons? This one is crunchy and sweet. I still want to eat it."

Ye Juefeng cast a sideways glance at his friend, and coldly spit out two words: "Food."

After that, he took another bite of the persimmon in his hand.

The young boy pondered for a while, then nodded: "Sweet is really sweet."

…

into the night.

Outside the window, the blue night is silent, and the bright moon is in the sky.

In the starry mansion, Gu Nuoer was leaning against the window with a blanket on her knees.

She was reading a book with a peaceful face, and waited for Ye Siming to come back by the way.

Ye Siming took Li Xingzu to take up his post in the military camp.

After a while, familiar footsteps came from outside the door. Gu Nuoer put down her book and looked up. Ye Siming had already opened the door and entered.

"I'm back!" She put on her shoes, kicked and ran towards Ye Siming.

Ye Siming hugged his wife in his arms.

He lowered his head, and there was a joyful smile between his unruly and handsome brows.

"You don't have to coax that brat to sleep today?" Ye Siming seemed a little pleasantly surprised.

Gu Nuoer pinched him lightly: "That's your son, don't call him a brat."

"Recently, because Hu Ni seemed to be in a bad mood, Yuanyi took Feng'er and Shiji away, and stayed at her house for a few days to play with her."

Ye Siming immediately kissed his wife on the neck: "I sleep better when he's not here."

Gu Nuo'er grumbled: "Then it's my turn to not sleep well."

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, trying to get to the bottom of it.

Gu Nuoer quickly hugged his arm and led him to the table.

She pointed to a title deed on the table.

"I asked Xingzu today, and he said that he still lives in an alley."

"I think about his status today. As a friend, he has nothing to give away. I plan to give him a house. Do you think it's good?"

These land deeds were all given to Gu Nuoer by the second prince.

There are all over Daqi, and a few are given away every year. Up to now, Gu Nuoer has about 600 land deeds.