Obsessive Warlord Young Marshal x Aristocratic Young Master

's personality isn't very fun either. Fu God is so excellent, his life must need someone interesting to add color to it. Otherwise, with his life already so brilliant, would he even look at someone li...Ning Rou took the perfume, her ears turning slightly red, and a hint of shyness in her eyes as she bit her lip and said, "General Shao, this gift is too expensive."

Fu Snian said, "Miss Ning Er, you don't have to be so polite. After all, you are from the family of Master Ning Si, it is only right."

The blush on Ning Rou's face faded somewhat.

She couldn't help but glance at Ning Shu, then back at the officer before her.

I always feel that Fu Sinian seems to be too good to his younger sister.

Even this perfume was only given to her out of favor for Ning Shu.

Ning Rou wasn't a fool, of course she could hear it. She bit her lip, most of the joy in her heart fell away, leaving behind a complex mood.

Fu Sinian told them to go out first.

The adjutant is guarding outside.

"Miss Ning, second daughter, please get in the carriage."

"Our young commander still has some things to say to Young Master Ning, so our young commander will have you sent back first."

The adjutant replied politely.

Ning Shū felt a shiver run down his spine. He hadn't expected Fù Sīnián to be so bold. Didn't he fear that his second sister would notice something

"I'd better go back with my second sister. Please tell the young marshal for me."

He told his adjutant, opening the car door and letting Ning Rou get in first.

The adjutant turned and said awkwardly, "Master Ning Si would rather hear it from the young marshal himself."

Ning Rou looked a little absent-minded. Hearing this, she bit her lip slightly and said, "In that case, Fourth Brother, you might as well stay here for now. I'll go back first."

The adjutant invited, “Young Master Ning the Fourth is to ride in this carriage.”

Ning Shu pursed her lips and sat down.

The car door closed, and Fu Shinian got in.

Ning Shu asked, "Is there anything the Young Marshal wants to say to me"

Fu Sinian took out a box.

“Master Ning Si, do you still remember that day when I told you I would give you a gift”

Ning Shu withdrew her gaze and said, "Young Commander, you don't need to be so polite."

The general ignored him, bending down and reaching out with his hand to touch his leg.

Ning Shu's eyes widened slightly, a little stunned.

The general raised his leg and then placed it on his own body.

Ning's face flushed red, wanting to take it back.

...was pressed down by a man's hand.

The general raised his hand and took off his shoes and socks.

Ning Shu struggled, feeling only shame: "Young Marshal..."

Fu Sinian grasped his foot with his hand.

Ning Shu was pinned down by his finger on the sole of her foot, unable to move.

He could only let the military officer seize his feet.

The young master not only looked handsome, but his face was truly stunning. Especially his eyes, they were captivating and alluring, like they were painted with peonies.

Even this foot is incredibly delicate.

Her skin was fair and smooth, and the general seized her with one hand.

He was holding her dainty feet, unconsciously tracing the outline of them with his fingers, flirting in a manner that spoke of practiced skill.

Ning Shu only felt her feet burning.

His toes instinctively curled inwards slightly.

She pursed her lips, her eyes filled with mist.

Fu Shnian lowered his eyes, carefully examining the shape of the foot before retrieving the contents from the box.

It was an elegant red cord, though seemingly simple. But the craftsmanship of the rust was quite exquisite, and on the red cord hung a copper coin with a sense of age.

The general tied the copper coin to his ankle.

The snow-white ankles, accentuated by the red rope, are even more beautiful and lovely.

And there was that foot, white and translucent with delicate blue veins.

The general held it like a precious treasure, his gaze sweeping over it inch by inch.

Every place Ning Shu had been, it seemed to be faintly warm under his gaze.

He couldn't help but want to pull his foot back.

The general intentionally or unintentionally squeezed the sole of his foot.

Ning Shu's eyelashes trembled slightly, her body softening as she was gently lifted into the General's embrace.

"Come into my arms"

The general used the hand that had once pinched his feet to pinch his chin.

Ning Shu revealed a slight expression of embarrassment and annoyance.

I couldn't help but reach out and slap the general: "Young Master, don't forget what this hand has touched."

Fu Sian whispered, “Master Ning Si even dislikes his own feet”

He quipped.

With a coldly detached tone, she was extremely serious.

Ning Shu moved her foot, unable to help but glance at the copper coin. The red rope looked like blood, especially since the copper coin seemed very old and ancient.

His scalp felt a little numb.

"Commander, where did you get this copper coin"

The general's thin lips parted slightly as he uttered, "In the tomb."

He brushed it off.

But it was about to make Ning Shu's scalp explode.

He felt a little creeped out.

Although Ning Shu wasn't afraid of ghosts, he felt a little uneasy wearing the things he dug out from dead people's graves.

"Scared"

The general grabbed his foot and said, "Do you know how much this copper coin is worth"

Ning Shu didn't know how much it was worth.

No matter how much it was worth, he didn't want to wear the thing dug out of the grave on his foot.

< I couldn't help but purse my lips. >

Thinking to myself, I'll take it off when we get back.

As if sensing his thoughts.

The man grasped his ankle, tightening his grip slightly.

"If you take it down."

Fu Sinian extended his hand and pinched the back of his neck, pressing down on it with a light but firm touch.

"I'm gonna take you out right here on this bus."

Ning Shu didn't say anything. He thought about what Fu Snian had done before and didn't doubt at all that the other party would really do it.

Fu Sinian put down his foot and said a surprising number.

Ning Shu couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly, as if what was on her foot wasn't a copper coin, but the treasury of a nation.

He suddenly felt a little lost.

The general gave him a long, hard look and whispered, "Young Master Ning, you'd better keep this thing safe."

Ning Shu took her leg off his body and couldn't help but say, "Since it's so valuable, why would Fu Shao-shuai give it to me"

"This is a token of love sent to Master Ning," the general's cold voice echoed.

"It's still my mother's heirloom."

Ning Shu put on her shoes, and upon hearing this, she looked over.

It's impossible for my heart not to beat.

He didn't expect Fu Sian to give him all of his mother's belongings.

Ning Shu suspected the other party was deceiving her, but what value would there be in deceiving him

He hesitated, feeling a bit uneasy about the thing on his ankle, but also something else, something more.

The car stopped in front of the Ning family's house.It was clearly not a silent warning. 。Ning Shu knows that things between me and Zheng Feng have been found out by the couple next door. I was thinking that if I went to the city with Zheng Feng, I wou...