Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Before Anan could say anything, Jiuling suddenly appeared out of nowhere, kicked Bi'an hard on the leg, snatched the food box back, and said to Anan, "Miss, don't listen to this young man's nonsense. It's not that the master doesn't want to eat, it's clearly that he wants to eat alone!"

As he said that, he chased after Bi'an and said, "You little bastard! You dare to covet even the master's things! I will beat you up!"

The two of them were laughing and chasing each other in the yard. Anan picked up the lunch box and went into the house. He opened the door curtain and saw him sitting at the desk flipping through documents. He only raised his head slightly and whispered, "It's so late, why don't you take a good rest and run around?"

In just a few days, Anan had gotten used to his fierce way of expressing concern, so he didn't respond obediently. He just picked out a few not-too-sweet ones and brought them to him, then refilled his cup with hot tea. He stopped talking and just watched him from a distance.

"It's so late, why don't you go back and rest? What are you looking at me for?" He finally put down the copy and looked up at her.

Anan smiled softly: "So the master also knows that it's too late and he should rest."

He sighed and said coldly: "Some people can rest but don't, and some people want to rest but can't."

"I also have important things to do and can't rest." Long before coming here, Anan had anticipated that he would order him to leave and made some preparations.

As she spoke, she opened the food box she had brought with her, took out an account book from the bottom layer, and began to look through it seriously.

He dropped the documents in his hand and prepared to get up.

Anan was afraid of being forcibly deported. He blinked his big eyes and said pitifully, "I don't know who wanted to kill me last time. I asked Jiuling, but he refused to tell me anything. Now I am scared every night, especially tonight."

He frowned, obviously not satisfied with her forced explanation.

Anan waved the account book in his hand and covered the cover with a guilty look before saying, "Uncle Jue coughed at night, but these accounts will be needed tomorrow morning! I must finish the calculation for him."

He sighed softly, not knowing what he was thinking, and just silently picked up the copy in his hand.

Anan was secretly delighted. It turned out that this guy was fooled! She pretended to look at the account book, but in fact she was staring at him through the book.

He frowned, and she frowned too.

He nodded, and she nodded too.

He sulked and she stuck out her tongue.

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Anan's heart and eyes were filled with him. For the first time since she met him, she could peek at him so unscrupulously. Her heart was filled with joy and emotion. She just wanted to look at him like this, but she could not resist the sleepiness that was coming. She struggled hard for several times, but her eyelids still closed unwillingly.

She had a very long dream. In the dream, those terrible scenes were no longer there. There was only him and her, loving each other, whispering to each other, and being affectionate and affectionate.

He finished reading the last document and looked up. She had fallen asleep on the low table. The booklet she had been holding in a pretentious manner was now dropped at her feet. The cover clearly stated "Inner Palace Registration Book".

At this moment, Anan was particularly well-behaved, with a sweet smile on his face.

He sat beside her and looked at her for a long time. He reached out his hand to push her, but finally he couldn't bear to wake her up. He found a cloak and gently covered her with it. When he was about to get up and leave, she came over and rested her furry head on his legs without any hesitation, and rubbed it comfortably.

He reached out his hand and pinched her cheek with all his strength.