Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

"Do you have to go?" The little girl's voice was dull and nasal.

"Well, I must go."

Feeling the constant warmth from his arms, Ning Zhiyan closed his eyes and hugged her again. Now that the war situation outside the Great Wall is critical, he is destined to lead troops to fight. It is the responsibility of the Ning family to protect his family and the country. .

"Ning Zhiyan, you must protect yourself." After a while, the little girl left his chest, her hands still around his waist, and she raised her head and stared at Ning Zhiyan.

Her big watery eyes were red, and there were some tears stuck to her thick eyelashes. She was still sobbing, her soft hair was trembling on her shoulders, and her expression was extremely pitiful.

After finally comforting the person, the little girl stayed here and didn't want to leave. This is what she told Ning Zhiyan.

"You are about to go to a battlefield thousands of miles away to kill the enemy. You may not be able to see me for a long time in the future. Don't you want me to stay with you?"

"No."

Ning Zhiyan refused without thinking. He lowered his head slightly, his brows and eyes like the clear breeze and bright moon shining charmingly in the dim candlelight.

Although they are engaged, the girl has not yet left the marriage, so sleeping at the groom's house will always have a bad impact on her reputation.

Ning Zhiyan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes filled with light. He raised his hand and gently pinched her face. The soft and delicate touch made him unable to put it down.

"Shall I take you back?"

But the little girl didn't care at all. Her cold fingertips clung to the young general's hand, her almond-shaped eyes were bright red, and her attitude was extremely determined: "I won't go back."

Ning Zhiyan had no choice but to stay after the negotiation failed.

Although the little girl is soft-tempered and easy to talk to, her temper is very stubborn. Even ten cows can't change her decision.

Ning Zhiyan sighed slowly in his heart, thinking that he would have to send the person back before dawn.

After crying for too long, the little girl's throat was a little hoarse and her mouth was very dry. However, the kettle was a little far away from her. She licked her lips and looked at the person sitting opposite her with her moist eyes as red as a rabbit. Young general.

Not a word.

Ning Zhiyan understood, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her: "After drinking, I will take you to rest."

Holding the cup, she nodded obediently: "Yes."

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The side room had been cleaned up a long time ago. Ning Zhiyan led people into the house. After explaining everything, just as he was about to walk out, someone grabbed the corner of his clothes. He stopped and heard a soft voice from behind.

"Ning Zhiyan, I'm afraid...can you not leave?"

He paused slightly, narrowed his eyes and looked at a slender white fingertip gently tugging at the corner of his clothes. He calmly lowered his gaze to her face and raised his beautiful eyebrows.

He asked: "What are you afraid of?"

She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to see you when she woke up, but she didn't dare to say anything. Her plain white face looked particularly eye-catching in the flickering candlelight, and she finally uttered two words gently.

"Afraid of the dark."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her condescendingly. Under the dim light, his dark hair blended into the black clothes. He curled his thin lips, as if he knew what she was planning, and said deliberately: "Then Should I ask someone to light more candles?"

The expression on the little girl's face was a little uneasy, her eyes were dimming a bit, and her tone was a little low. She gave him a meaningful look.

"The situation in the frontier fortress is grim. I don't know how long this battle will last. I don't know when you will come back. I haven't been able to remember people since I was a child. I'm afraid I will forget them if I haven't seen them for a long time, and I don't want to forget..."

When she said this, her eyes began to turn red again, and her voice started to sob, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

Probably because he was afraid that she would really cry again, or maybe because he was following his own heart, Ning Zhiyan looked down at her, knowing clearly that she was pretending, but still kept silent for a long time, and then softly compromised and said: "If you shed tears again, It won't be pretty when you wake up tomorrow morning, I'll watch you sleep tonight, don't cry."

Aning's frowned brows relaxed slightly when she heard his last words, and her eyes were still shining with tears. As if she was afraid that he would regret it, she quickly responded: "Okay."

A carved glazed incense burner on the sandalwood-carved coffee table in the corner of the room was quietly blowing out cloud-like smoke rings, filling the air with a faint fragrance.

The red candle was swaying, the light in the room was dim, An Ning's eyes were narrowed, and Ning Zhiyan was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, with red lips and beautiful eyebrows.

She quietly raised her head, and there was a jade pendant in her hand at some point. She hung it on the belt around his waist and hung it up after going around it several times. When she was about to take back her hand.

Ning Zhiyan, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, reached out and grabbed her soft fingertips. He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, his eyelashes were long, and the ends of his eyes were raised upward. He asked slowly: "What did you put on me?" ?”

Unexpectedly, he would be caught. Aning withdrew his caught hand, looked embarrassed, and said rather embarrassedly, but he had no intention of hiding it: "Didn't you give me a jade pendant before? I asked someone to give me a piece of the jade pendant." For two, I want to give you a piece as a token of love between us."

In fact, the decision was made very early. She had wanted to give it before, but she never found a suitable opportunity.

"It's a token of love. Then why don't you give it to me directly and why do you do it secretly? Are you afraid that I won't want it?" His voice was clear, and he lowered his gaze to look at her, with a smile in his eyes.

At a loss for words, the little girl didn't know what to say. She was very shy. Her sisters had laughed at the idea of ​​sending love tokens several times. At that time, they all laughed and said to her, "How can a girl be so self-conscious?" Sending a token of love”

"If you don't want it, just give it back to me."

Thinking of this, she felt a little embarrassed. She was just about to take it back, but the man easily dodged it. Without even touching the corner of his clothes, she fell down under the bed, including the quilt.

It happened too suddenly.

Both of them were stunned. Before the little girl could react, Ning Zhiyan burst into laughter.

"hahahahahahahaha."

The clear and gentle laughter filled the room. At this moment, she felt extremely ashamed.