The husband is the hunter

Chapter 313

Of course, Liu Jiyuan's cleverness can't do big things, so he didn't make any excessive demands, but continued to stay in Qingyang County peacefully after the news of that incident passed, at most he found a village chief His seat is just domineering.

Seeing that Duan Nanshan seemed to be blindfolded, he immediately laughed and said, "That's it, I'll go back first, come to me if you need anything."

Duan Nanshan didn't speak for a while, watching Liu Jiyuan stand up in silence, cursing and calling Xiao Er to help him leave Zuixianju.

Liu Jiyuan is indeed not a joke, but Duan Nanshan can't refute what he said. He may not care about his own life or death, but he has to care about Fang Lin and the newly born brother Hao. What should I do...

At home in Wutong Lane, Fang Lin had already put Brother Hao to sleep. She was sitting in front of the bed with a needle and thread, but she had no intention of mending. Nanshan has not returned yet, could something have happened?

She changed her clothes intentionally and went out to search, but she was worried about leaving brother Hao at home alone, worrying that if he woke up and couldn't find her, she would cry.

She put on her clothes and lit a lamp outside the courtyard, so that Duan Nanshan could see someone from a distance and knew that someone was waiting for him at home.

Duan Nanshan did indeed see the lamp. When he left Zuixianju, he almost drank the remaining jar of wine. Fortunately, he could drink well, but his footsteps were a little vain. At this moment, he was standing under the eaves, looking at the Staring at the smoldering candlelight, he lost his mind for a while, hesitating whether he should tell Fang Lin about what happened today.

Yu Li, he promised his daughter-in-law that he would not hide anything from her in the future, but Yu Qing, he really didn't want her to worry about these things.

When Duan Nanshan entered the room, Fang Lin was still asleep, and there was a pair of newly made tiger-toe shoes on the pillow, probably because the stitches were messy because she was too absent-minded when embroidering the pattern.

A faint smell of alcohol poured into her nostrils, Fang Lin frowned, and when she looked up, she saw Duan Nanshan's slightly drunk face, she walked up to him with her shoes on, "Are you drinking? Ping An, they all came back early today, Who did you go with? I don't know if you come back first and tell me, are you hungry, I left you food?"

As soon as Fang Lin finished speaking, Duan Nanshan tripped over the leg of the stool and nearly fell down. She hurried to help her up, "How much have you drunk? You are so drunk. Wait, I'll make you hangover soup."

Before she could move, she was grabbed by Duan Nanshan, and due to inertia, her body crashed straight into the man's arms.

The warm breath mixed with the strong smell of alcohol made Fang Lin's heart tremble. She wanted to look back, but the man hugged her tightly and couldn't move.

Fang Lin pushed his hand, "What's wrong with you?"

(End of this chapter)