Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Anan's attention was once again attracted by the shadow puppets not far away.

The show was not over yet, and Hongze had no idea how many rounds he had fought there. The spectators were enjoying it and the cheers were endless.

"Miss Nan, do you like watching shadow puppets, or do you like this great hero?" The Fourth Master, still smiling, took two steps forward, his tone slightly teasing, but his eyes were directed at him.

Anan smiled and replied readily, "I like them all."

His gaze on her suddenly dimmed a little, and he turned around and glanced at the Fourth Master.

The Fourth Master immediately shut up and turned to Chu Qing and said, "Just now I saw someone selling osmanthus wine over there, let's go take a look!"

For a moment, he and Anan were the only ones left here.

Anan smiled and reached out to pull him, but he dodged calmly, put his hands behind his back, and his face turned so pale that it was scary. Passersby were so scared that they broke into two groups and stayed away from him.

She walked toward him and he walked forward with long strides.

"Ah!" she exclaimed softly and squatted down on the spot.

Even though the streets were crowded, he heard her whisper the first time, turned around, squatted down, held her shoulders, and sighed: "Don't look around when you walk!"

Anan looked up and grinned at him.

He pulled her up from the ground and asked, "Did you sprain it again?"

"Yeah." Anan nodded and extended his hand to him.

He was stunned for a moment and held her hand.

His palms were warm and wide, wrapping her hands tightly, giving her a sense of security.

He walked forward, and Anan followed behind him. Looking at his hilly back and red ears, he couldn't help but want to tease him, so he leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Do you want to find a secluded place for a kiss?"

His face turned red instantly, and he stared at her in surprise. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he squeezed her hand hard.

Anan was pinched by him and struggled slightly, but he couldn't pull his hand away from his hand. This was already a very clear warning, but seeing him so embarrassed and annoyed, he felt even more adorable. Although his hooligan behavior was very excessive at the moment, he couldn't help but stare into his eyes seriously, tiptoe close to his chest, and whispered: "I know the progress is a little fast, but don't worry, I will be responsible for you."

He seemed to be choked by his own saliva and began to cough continuously. This time, not only did he squeeze her hand hard, his eyes seemed to kill her, and it seemed that he would pinch her neck in the next second.

The first thought that popped into her mind was that the domineering president forced a kiss on her, which was both crazy and exciting. But she soon came to her senses and realized that this evil spirit was not a good person. If she really made him angry, she would be in trouble. If she failed to trick him into a forced kiss, he would probably cut her into pieces. Moreover, this was a busy street. So she immediately shut her mouth wisely, but she felt that her hand was about to be crushed by him. She silently repeated "he deserves it" a hundred times in her heart and gritted her teeth to endure it.

"Go back!" He finally caught his breath and took her back to the inn.

In the inn, the Fourth Master had returned early and was waiting in the corridor of the guest room with an expression of anticipation. Nominally, they were drinking and appreciating the moon, but the seal on the small wine jar on the table had not even been opened, and Chu Qing stood quietly aside.

"Come and try this osmanthus wine!" The Fourth Master waved at the two of them.