The Pretty Man I Picked Up [Time Travel]

Chapter 130 Who Bullies Who?

After saying that, he was stunned for a moment, looking at Xu Haorui in shock, and asked, "Rui, Brother Rui, did you really rob someone else?"

Xu Haorui glanced at him dissatisfiedly, look at what he said? How can it be called robbing? He obviously picked up the young husband himself. No, he should have married him.

"No, I married him in a formal way. We'll talk about the details later."

"Oh oh."

Xu Haorui lowered his head and stared at Feng Jucai with his phoenix eyes.

Feng Jucai was trying to push away the round stick that was firmly against his chest with both hands. When he saw him looking down, his scalp tightened and he pretended to be calm, "I didn't bring it with me."

“Then you can send someone back to get it." Xu Haorui increased the strength of his hands, and the wooden stick was pressed against Feng Jucai's chest, as if to penetrate his chest. "I'll give you a cup of tea. Send someone back here to get it. If you exceed the time, I'll cripple one of your legs first."

"If you exceed two cups of tea, you can forget about both legs. If you don't bring it, I'll cripple your middle leg now. "

Feng Jucai's face suddenly changed, his legs shrank, and folded up, holding back the aching chest, casually pointed to a still standing nurse, "You, go downstairs quickly, find my servant, and ask him to go back to He Mansion to get me Lan Shi's indenture contract. It must be delivered within a cup of tea."

The guardian nodded hurriedly, and while answering, he did not forget to look at Mr. He and said, “Yes, yes.”

Mu Feng ran to the door with great eyes and opened the door for the nursing home. The lame nurse gave him a grateful look. Mu Feng reminded again, “Remember there is only time for one cup of tea, otherwise your east family’s dog legs can’t be saved.”

Nursing Home: "..." Limp ran downstairs.

"Mufeng, come over."

Mufeng closed the door and responded, "Here we come."

Xu Haorui waved to him, and Mu Feng carried him over. He said in a voice that only two of them could hear, "You go back and tell my master, let him go back to the village first, and you will go back with him."

Mu Feng asked in confusion, "Brother Rui, what about you?" Why don't you get together.

“Obey, go back quickly, this has nothing to do with you, don’t roll in.” Xu Haorui pushed him out the door.

Mu Feng looked back with great reluctance, the door had closed in front of his eyes, he ran out with the stick in his hand, no one in the lively restaurant noticed him.

"What?!"

Zhang Dazhuang was drunk and his face was red. After listening to what Mu Feng brought back, he stood up suddenly, "No, I am his master, how can I leave them and go."

He took two steps outside and turned around and said, "Mu Feng, go back first, don't get involved, and I will borrow your stick again. "

Zhang Dazhuang took the stick out of his hand, his momentum was turbulent, like a drunken madness. Passers-by had to avoid three points when they saw him, but in fact he was very sober.

“Wait for me, Brother Zhang, I’m with you.” Liang Sheng got up and picked up a broom to chase after him.

“You don’t get involved either.” Zhang Dazhuang stopped, stopped him, and then walked away quickly.

Mu Feng snatched the broom from Liang Sheng's hand, "Uncle, I'll go. Your family still needs your care. Don't go."

He carried his broom and chased after him.