Hiding (2)

After Gu Yanfei left, these young masters drank even more violently. Because Fan Beiran came last today, he was punished with three glasses. Lu Shi was also punished with three glasses because he missed the pitch-pot.

After a while, a few people's faces were stained with alcohol. Their faces were slightly red, and their eyes were bright. They were a little tipsy.

The intoxication grew stronger, and the sound of the pipa became increasingly urgent, resembling a waterfall cascading rapidly downward, or the thundering gallop of a thousand horses…

"Wa! Wa…"

From an unknown direction, a thoughtful cry suddenly came into the water pavilion through the open window. It wasn't clear in the melodious pipa sound. The cry only rang twice before it stopped abruptly.

"Huh?" Lu Shi's ears twitched as he looked at Fan Beiran, Young Master Fei Liu, and the others.

Was this the cry of a baby?