Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Anan didn't expect to be hit on the head by him right after she came up. She panicked and broke out in a cold sweat. She shook the wine pot silently and said with a flattering smile, "It's just some light fruit wine, which can quench your thirst and relieve your fatigue. It won't hinder the master's business."

"I didn't know Miss Nan could drink so much." He stared at her jokingly, "Fruit wine is too light, use it to quench your thirst."

Anan coughed twice. Seeing that he was just joking but had no intention of agreeing, he put down the wine in frustration and stared at him.

"What are you looking at me for?" He finished all the cakes in his hand and raised his eyes to meet hers.

She smiled dryly: "You..."

"What's wrong with me?" He took another piece of cake and put it in his mouth.

"Don't you feel choked by eating snacks all the time?" Anan quickly climbed over the pole, fetched a large cup, poured a full glass of wine and placed it in front of him.

"Didn't you ask me to eat it?" He took another bite, not caring.

"I asked you to drink, why don't you drink?" Anan frowned and handed the cup to him again. The food was so sweet, why didn't he even drink a sip of wine?

"This is a teacup." He glanced down at the wine in her hand and raised an eyebrow.

"This one is a little bigger, one cup is enough." Anan placed the wine directly in front of him, sat in front of him obediently, and smiled sweeter than the plate of cakes.

He was not in a hurry. He slowly finished the last bite of snack, then slowly raised the wine glass.

Anan smiled, licked his lips gently, moved a little closer to him, and looked at him expectantly.

"Why do you keep asking me to drink today?" he suddenly asked, "You don't have any intention, do you?"

Anan felt guilty for a moment after being asked this question. He coughed twice and said, "What could I possibly intend? Haven't you been drinking every day lately?"

He raised the corners of his mouth and looked down at the cup in his hand.

Anan's heart was in his throat. He stared at the wine in his hand and pursed his lips unconsciously.

He brought the wine in front of him again, seemed to hesitate for a moment, then put it down again, and said lightly: "I accompany Mr. Ji to drink every day, but today I really don't want to drink. I feel uncomfortable when I smell the smell of alcohol."

Anan gritted her teeth, thinking whether she should learn to read people's expressions and go outside to make a pot of tea. However, he always ate at Mr. Ji's house these days, and she came several times but was disappointed. Each time she came, she brought a pot of wine and drugged him. Tonight was the last bit of what Xiaofu brought back. For this, the bad girl Xiaofu even teased her, saying that the drugs were enough to feed horses for breeding. She really didn't know what she was doing.

Yes, what is she doing? She can't even do a little thing! She sighed softly and twisted the hem of her clothes with her hands.

Even she herself didn't know that she would do such little actions when she was at her wit's end.

The night Xiao Fu disappeared, she kept twisting his clothes. When she came back, there were two small holes on his clothes.

This little action naturally could not be hidden from his eagle eyes. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, then handed the cup directly to her lips: "You've been busy all night, you must be tired, come, have a sip to relieve your fatigue!"

Anan was suddenly startled and a little angry, blurting out: "This is for you to drink!"

After hearing this, a smile slowly spread across the corners of his mouth, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Do you really want me to drink?" As he spoke, he reached out and gently held her hand.