, Ning Shu wouldn't have thought too much about it. But having witnessed Li Yan's actions over this period, he was no longer so naive: "You did this"His noble brows and eyes held a certain aloofness....The sound of a car could be heard outside.

When the young man came in, the aunt who was dusting a vase with a chicken feather duster said, “Master Si, you’re back.”

Ning Shu pursed her lips and nodded slightly, responding softly.

"Master Si, how did you get your lip cut"

The aunt, as always meticulous, quickly noticed the young man's beautiful lips. They seemed slightly swollen and had a patch of broken skin.

To my surprise, Young Master Ning the Fourth's eyes narrowed slightly. He said in a low voice, "It's nothing, Mother. I'll go up first."

Aunt heard the young man's voice seemed a little hoarse, she couldn't help but said with concern: "Young Master Si, why don't you sit down and have some hot tea first I'll go find some medicinal ointment for you."

The young man raised his foot and shook his head at her. His back was a little flustered as he went upstairs.

Auntie looked at the young master's figure, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

When the Fourth Master went out, he was fine. But after just a short time, not only had his mouth become injured, but his voice had also become hoarse.

Ning Shu's ears were still burning with a fiery heat, as if shame radiated from within and out.

Like a shrimp, wanting to curl up.

Aunt seemed very worried about him. After a while, she knocked on the door and brought over some ointment, saying it was an old family remedy from her hometown that would make it better with just a rub.

Ning Shu endured the indescribable shame and took the medicinal plaster.

It seems like he's also picked up a strange aura.

The young man closed his eyes slightly, his throat still burning.

Those phoenix eyes were alluring, and the corners of her eyes seemed to still hold a faint blush.

Ling Ling asked worriedly, "Host, are you alright"

Then, a little angrily:

"What did Fu Shaoshuai do to you"

Otherwise, why would the host be acting so strange all along

The young man was taken aback, his cheeks flushed, and he opened his mouth: "... Lingling, didn't you hear anything"

Lingling said dejectedly, "Now there's a privacy law. As long as something colorful happens on the host, Lingling can't see anything or hear anything."

Ning Shu let out a slight sigh of relief. He had been worried that Lingling would hear him before.

After all, in his heart, Lingling was no more than a child.

This will make him feel guilty.

Ning Shu hesitated for a moment, then spoke.

Lingling shyly said: "Host, did you... have car sex"

Ning Shu widened his eyes slightly, his face flushed red, and he blurted out, "No."

Lingling looked like a curious child and asked, "What is that"

Although Zero has a big mouth.

But Ning Shu still wasn't planning on telling it about what happened in the military vehicle. If possible, he hoped no one would ever know.

The terrifying sensation of cheeks almost bursting, it seems to linger even now.

Ning Shu had never imagined that she would be willing to help a man do such a thing. It was all his own volition, his self-inflicted downfall.

It's no one's fault.

But that taste, he didn't want to experience it a second time.

The young man's body was enveloped in... His elongated neck bore several ambiguous marks left by deep kisses.

He pursed his lips, asking how much favor Fu Sian currently had.

Lingling said, "Host, there are eighty-five now."

Ning Shu was a little surprised. He didn't expect his breakthrough to gain so much favor from Fu Shaoshuai.

I couldn't help but purse my lips.

There are only fifteen points of goodwill left.

Lingling was really curious, what method had the host used to make Fu Shaoshuai's mood fluctuate so much. His favorability had increased by so much all at once, but the host wasn't willing to tell it.

Zero had no choice but to go back and ask the senior.

The senior chuckled meaningfully and said, "It seems the host you brought is quite perceptive."

Lingling had no choice but to go find Senior Er.

I didn't expect that the senior, after hearing this, would change his face and immediately said angrily: "Men are all bad, bah, scumbags."

Just then, the man behind the senior came out with a smirk: "Baby, isn't this what you like most Shall I feed you tonight too"

Lingling walked away, utterly confused.

Woooo, why do all the seniors know, but it doesn't

It seems he still hasn't mastered his cultivation. He needs to read a few thousand more danmei novels before he gets there.

Ling Ling went somewhere again.

Ning Shu called out several times but didn't get a response, feeling helpless.

It has been several days since the last time.

The general's car was waiting outside again.

Ning Shu knew that the easier something was to get, the less it would be cherished. This was all Lingling had told him. Lingling said that Fu Snian was very interested in him now because he hadn't truly gotten him.

So he needs to play hard to get first, also known as feigning disinterest.

The general sat in his designated seat, his navy blue eyes looked over, like the deep sea, with a hint of coldness and indifference.

His nearly six-foot-three frame was undeniably superior. Beneath his towering physique, a pair of long and straight legs clad in military boots stood out.

Gives off an aura of cold, commanding power.

Ning Shu noticed the general's gaze lingering subtly on her lips for a moment, and she instinctively shifted her gaze away uncomfortably.

My ears felt hot and burning.

The general pulled his hand over, his lips looking cold and indifferent, his eyes staring down: "Why didn't you wear perfume today"

Ning Shuwei raised her face, those phoenix eyes looked alluring and also carried a touch of misty coldness: "Young Marshal, do you like it"

"Like."

The general pinched the back of his neck lightly, his breath falling onto the young man's fair and slender neck.

brought on a deadly shiver.

The two went to a teahouse for breakfast by the seaside. Fu Shaoshuai was exceptionally handsome, with features that were uniquely blessed. As soon as they stepped onto the second floor, several women in cheongsams looked over.

With a handkerchief in hand, she giggled and looked over frequently.

Although I don't know which general this is from, it doesn't stop the alluring women from showing off their graceful figures and winking suggestively.

Following the general was a young master, with an air of refinement. He had a face like a blooming peach, and his phoenix eyes seemed to be able to enchant people.

Some women might only feel inadequate after seeing it.

Compared to the handsome Ning Si Ye, these delicate women are more inclined towards the military officer's charm.

Just the physique under his military uniform and that handsome, aloof face would make their legs go weak.

Fu Sian's gaze passed over the women as if he hadn't seen them, and he handed over the menu.

Ning Shu ordered a few dishes.

The one greeting them is the owner here, Fu Shunan seems to have been here several times before.

"What does the Young Marshal want"

The boss politely said so, couldn't help but glance at the young master sitting opposite the military officer. This young master was indeed very fair and pretty, it's a pity that the gender was wrong.

Before he could even look away, the boss felt a cold stare sweep across him.

Gaze into those inky blue eyes.

The boss only then remembered who Fu Shaoshuai was, and dared not look at him any longer. He quickly instructed the teahouse staff to prioritize serving this table.

This teahouse's second floor is unlike the first. Each seat has a screen around it, partially obscuring the view. It creates an air of mystery and intrigue.

One can still see the woman's alluring and enchanting figure, leaving one with endless contemplation.

"Master Ning's face, no matter where he goes, is always the center of attention." The general's thin lips moved slightly as he slowly removed his white gloves.

The General's movements and posture were deliberately slowed down. There was an indescribable aura about him, and his long, slender fingers with distinct joints came into view.

Ning Shu's eyes couldn't help but flush slightly, and she subconsciously averted her gaze.

I remembered what happened in the car that day.

He lifted his teacup and called out "Zero."

But Zero still had no response.

Ning Shu sighed, picked up her teacup, and took a sip. "It's nothing compared to Shao Shuai Fu arriving. The moment he appeared, all the women's eyes were glued to him."

The general lowered his eyes and said in a calm voice, "Is Young Master Ning Si jealous" He added, "If Young Master Ning Si was willing to marry, the position of wife would naturally be yours."

Ning Shu lowered her eyes, her ears inexplicably flushing warm.

like a contest.

He pursed his lips and said, "Perhaps it's best to keep these words for the ladies. I'm sure they would be happy to become concubines in Shao Shuai's mansion."

He reached out with one hand, gripping the earpiece, his voice low and husky: "With Young Master Ning here, who needs a mistress anymore."

Fu Sian raised his pair of indifferent, ink-blue eyes and said with an ambiguous tone: "Even if he marries a concubine, he's probably going to ignore her at night."

The general's tone was flat, but Ning Shu could hear a different kind of meaning in his words.

He took a deep breath.

A little annoyed.

Ning Shu knew if he didn't do something, he was afraid that his favorability wouldn't be brushed up. He would be suppressed by the military master instead. He bit his lip slightly.

Zero is alone. He has to rely on himself.

The young man lowered his gaze, holding a cup of tea in his hand. His snow-white, slender neck was exposed, curving into a deadly beauty.

It makes one want to leave some other mark on it.

Fu Shao-shuai's gaze deepened, he sat upright in his seat, but his eyes remained fixed on the object above, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

The second floor of the teahouse was much quieter than the first, with only occasional soft whispers.

...in a window seat. ...

No one noticed the young man drinking tea, under the table, he stretched his foot towards the opposite side.

The drooping ears were so red they could bleed.

But the youth still kept a calm expression on his face.

But those scarlet lips were unwittingly nipped by him, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

The general's movements paused slightly, and his eyes deepened with understanding.

A pair of eyes looked towards the Fourth Master Ning opposite.

Ning Shu raised her captivating phoenix eyes, slightly pursed her vibrant red lips, and said with both purity and desire: "Young Marshal, what's the matter"e, but a mangled corpse. Both his hands were broken, their bones shattered. His mouth gaped open, pierced through by a white pillar that stabbed straight down his throat.Anyone who sees it would vomit...