Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 210: Make them all cry!

Yesiming appeared at the door with an impatient cold face.

He gritted his teeth and saw that in the room, everyone seemed to gather for a meeting.

"Gu Nuo'er, you are very good at hiding."

Make him look good for a while.

The aroma of wine does hide a lot of breath, but fortunately, he knows enough about the sweet aroma of Gu Nuoer.

Gu Nuoer blinked her eyes, her eyes were round and lovely, like a pair of black grapes.

She cheered softly: "Brother Siming, you have found us! But I can give you Tangtang after a while. Uncle Bai is busy now!"

Bai Yi's face was ashen and full of disappointment.

He and Mrs. Bai are frank and enthusiastic.

If it wasn't for him to give Lao Wu a meal to eat, I am afraid he would have starved to death on the streets of the capital.

But in exchange, it turned out to be the end of the wolf!

Bai Yi can't imagine how, over the past ten years, this old Wu, who has hidden evil intentions, has been watching him in the dark time and time again.

How did he enjoy the hospitality of him and his wife while revealing all his whereabouts to the enemy!

Bai Yi once again tied the black-clothed and the fainted Butler Wu together: "Shut down to the firewood room, and tomorrow morning, I will take them both to the palace to face the Holy Spirit!"

Although the Yao Xia Kingdom was defeated by Daqi, the heart of killing me will not die. This matter needs to be told to the emperor.

Only then did Ye Siming see the man in black lying on the ground, his cheeks and cheekbones raised high, as if he had been beaten.

He moved his eyes and frowned slightly when he saw Butler Wu.

He thought that when he first came to the White House, he didn't like words.

This housekeeper Wu looked for opportunities to approach him many times, and always said some strange words such as "Do you think General Bai is really good to you, or wants to use you".

But Ye Siming's character is cold enough to ignore it at all.

Now that he looked at Bai Yi's tone, and the appearance of the man in black and the housekeeper Wu, it was not difficult to guess what happened.

However, Ye Siming doesn't care about that.

He just wants to hold the little thing in his hand now.

She certainly didn't know how anxious he was when he rummaged through every courtyard just now.

Gu Nuoer was still sitting obediently on the wooden board of the wine jar, like a porcelain doll, she fluttered her eyes and threw her little pink fist with righteous indignation.

"Yes! Take them to Daddy, and they all cry!"

Suddenly, because of Gu Nuo'er's movements, she felt a cracking sound from the thin wooden board under her body.

The little guy blinked twice, before he could react.

The plank suddenly broke, and she immediately fell into the half-height wine vat!

Gumbling, Gu Nuoer felt that the mouth and nose were full of the mellow and strong aroma of wine.

Soon, the taste turned into a burning sensation in the throat.

She is a small fish, so she won't drown in the wine, but after a few gulps, it's enough!

"Gu Nuo'er!"

"Princess!"

Ye Siming stepped to the side of the wine vat in almost two steps, and picked up the little guy from the full wine.

At that time, Gu Nuoer was wet.

"Brother Siming... burp~" The little guy burped a soft wine burp.

The smell of alcohol rushing towards his face made Ye Siming frown.

Mrs. Bai was so frightened that she lost the pole, she hurried over and patted Gu Nuo'er's little face: "Princess, are you all right? Are you dizzy?"

The taste of the wine probably hasn't fermented so fast, and Gu Nuo'er just felt that the river was overturned in her stomach.

She pursed her lips, and tears slowly filled her eyes: "Brother Siming, the nest is uncomfortable."