Negative pet

Chapter 49
At the wedding banquet, Fang Jing saw Fu Yuanxiu at a glance, and immediately stepped forward to say hello.

"Master Fu, are you going to the ballroom later?"

Before Fu Yuanxiu could answer, Lin Qiao spoke first: "Master Fang, hurry up and take him away."

Fang Jing raised an eyebrow at him.

"Miss Lin, how long has it been since we saw each other?" Fu Yuanxiu said abruptly and nonchalantly.

Lin Qiao rolled her eyes and walked away.Fu Yuanxiu wanted to catch up, but was held back by Fang Jing.

"It turns out that Young Master Fu likes people who are older than me..."

Fu Yuanxiu snorted coldly, and withdrew his hand: "Young Master Fang, are you in a hurry?"

"Didn't you hear that there are some new girls in the ballroom? I want to invite Master Fu to have a look."

Fang Jing smiled lightly.

"No, I have something to do."

He dropped his words and walked outside without giving him a chance to dissuade him.

As soon as Lin Qiao walked out of the garden, Fu Yuanxiu chased him out.

"Fu Yuanxiu, why are you following me?"

"Walk together."

He got into Lin Qiao's car as a matter of course.

"Come down." Lin Qiao said coldly.

Fu Yuanxiu put one foot against the car door, faced her and looked at her without fear: "Are you avoiding me?"

"Fu Yuanxiu, I'm your elder. Do you treat elders like this?" She could only persuade him.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yuanxiu dragged him into the car, and the door was slammed shut.

"Fu Yuanxiu!"

She wanted to pull her hands back, but she was tightly locked in her arms.

"I never regarded you as an elder...never."

Lin Qiao sneered and said, "So what? Fu Yuanxiu, I advise you to put away your hooliganism."

As soon as he relaxed, she took the opportunity to pull back his hand and broke free from his arms.

"Go down."

Fu Yuanxiu looked at her, as if he wanted to find some comfort from her eyes.

"...Is he that good? Do you want to guard him for the rest of your life?"

Lin Qiao looked calm, and said indifferently: "I, Lin Qiao, will only marry him in my whole life."

He averted his gaze, opened the car door casually, turned and left.

She also calmly faced the front, and said: "Let's go."

Everything returned to silence.

And in the Nanting Mansion, a figure sneaked in secretly.

The buckled silver pendant on the off-white long vest made a crisp and pleasant "ding ding" sound with her brisk steps.

She walked to the backyard with ease, walked across the stone road between the yards, and walked around a few rockeries, and then she saw red in a vast expanse of white.

"Really open?"

When she got closer, she saw that the red plum blossoms were in full bloom. When she reached out to reach for it, she shook off the snow from the tree.

The snow fell into her sleeves, she subconsciously flicked the sleeves, and the pendant on her chest rang along with the trend.

"Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Ci turned around in response, still patting the white fluff on her indigo cuffs.

Suddenly found the red plum in his hand.

"……sorry."

The butler smiled lightly and said, "It's all right."

"They really opened." Jiang Ci looked at Hongmei behind him in surprise.

"It's been driving for several days... Is Miss Jiang here to find the young marshal?"

She nodded, "Is he there?"

The housekeeper understood, and responded with a chuckle: "I just came back, I wonder if you are in the study?"

"Then I'll go find him."

After she finished speaking, she went deeper.

Jiang Ci didn't go in directly, but just walked through the backyard and came to the window of the study.

She put her hands on the window rail and looked in, but there was no one as far as she could see.

"……not here?"

The person standing at the low table heard the sound, and his hands stopped.

He closed the book, opened the curtain in front of him, and saw Jiang Ci who wanted to climb the window.

"If you don't leave the door, do you have to climb the window?"

Jiang Ci raised his head suddenly, his eyes gradually filled with a smile.

"So you are here?"

Duan Yan'an leaned over and approached her, put his hands around her waist, and carried her into the room.

"How did it come from the backyard?"

Jiang Ci spread out his palms and showed him the red plums: "I'll see if they're open."

He picked up the red plums that were still stained with snow, and then responded to her: "It will bloom at this time of year."

"It's really a unique flower..." Jiang Ci muttered to himself.

"So you came to see the flowers?" He asked deliberately, and then sat back on the sofa.

Jiang Ci also sat beside him, flipped through the book on the coffee table, and answered logically:
"No, I'm here to find you."

Duan Yan'an's brows and eyes were stained with a smile: "Why did they let you out?"

"They were all going to Miss Tang's wedding banquet, so I sneaked out...but Xiaoying was showing me off." She put down the book, turned back to look at him, her expression suddenly serious, "I want to ask you a question .”

"what do you wish to ask."

He thought her question would be the same as usual, but she didn't speak, but climbed into his arms skillfully.

Duan Yan'an immediately protected her.

Jiang Ci looked at him seriously, and said in a quiet voice slowly: "They say that when they don't see you, they will miss you very much, and when they see you, they will be very happy, that is liking... You, after seeing you, will also be very happy, so does this count as liking you?"

Duan Yan'an's expression was stagnant, and his irregular heartbeat made him unable to relax for a long time.

"Wanwan...do you know what you're talking about?"

Only the desire that appeared that night instantly broke through his suppression and devoured his reason bit by bit.

Jiang Ci was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"I think, if this is the case, then I must like you... Then will you like me?" She looked at him expectantly, and it was obvious that he was silent, thinking that he was just as uncertain as herself, and suddenly remembered Xie Wenman gave her nonsense.

Jiang Ci bowed his head and approached without hesitation, and his small red lips touched the lightly pursed lips lightly.

Duan Yan'an stared at her blankly, and the hand that was protecting her also froze in mid-air.

When she returned to the original distance, she couldn't wait to ask him: "Is this sure?"

"Wanwan..." The struggle in his eyes dissipated instantly, and the hand that was originally on her shoulder moved to the back of her neck, taking the initiative into his own hands, "Who taught you these...?"

Jiang Ci looked at the suddenly unusual person, and all his poise and composure disappeared.

"Wen... Sister Wenman."

He bowed his head and approached her, and his cool lips dropped kisses like dragonflies on her brows and eyes, and the hand on the back of his neck slowly moved forward, caressing her already flushed earlobe, The lower jaw sweeps back and forth.

"Wanwan... you said you like it, it's too easy." He lightly touched the center of her brows, taking in all the changes in her expression, while he himself was struggling between reason and desire, "...it's not fair."

Jiang Ci felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"I... I don't know what to say?"

Duan Yan'an's sanity collapsed, and he could only touch those slightly parted red lips wantonly, completely encroaching on the aura that originally belonged to her.

(End of this chapter)