Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Su Qian was a young man full of energy. He had been in the command department for a long time and was often on the road, so he was incredibly strong.

The first time I ate meat, I was naturally addicted to it.

Yanxi still remembers that it was still light outside before she was carried into the house. Because it was snowing, there was no need to turn on the lights and the room was bright.

She could tell that it was probably only the Shen time (around four o\'clock in the afternoon).

But as Su Qian brought her into the vortex of desire again and again, it darkened outside and Su Qian got out of bed and lit a candle.

The candle wax burned out, and the daylight came back, and she could no longer tell what time it was.

Yan Xi tried hard to keep her watery eyes open, and tilted her head to look through the window at the clear white sky outside, her mind in a fuss.

She was so sleepy that she was still confused even when she was carried out of bed, washed, and put into bed.

It was not until he was changed into a clean undershirt and put into the quilt, and a large heater emitting warmth rolled beside him that Yan Xi\'s half-open eyes finally couldn\'t bear it anymore, drooped down, and he fell asleep all of a sudden.

He slept soundly, and the yard was silent. When Yan Xi woke up, he almost thought he had slept forever.

Yan Xi sat up and pinched his arms and thighs, but there was no unbearable soreness or weakness there.

There was only a slight soreness and weakness left all over the body, which did not affect the movement much.

Yan Xi was stunned for a moment. With the amount of exercise he had done yesterday, this shouldn\'t have happened.

So...it must be Su Qian who massaged her muscles all over her body and soothed her nerves.

Although his actions are so fierce, he is actually a caring and loyal dog on the inside!

Yan Xi pursed her dry lips, picked up a few warm clothes and put them on, got out of bed and opened the door.

It had been snowing all night and it hadn\'t stopped yet. Everything outside the house was covered in white.

Perhaps the thick snow swallowed up the sounds outside. It was quiet everywhere and no other sound could be heard. It seemed as if she was the only one left in the whole world.

In such an environment, Yan Xi did not feel lonely. She walked along a carefully cleared stone brick road leading to the small building of the inn. Before she reached the building, the back door of the inn was opened.

Su Qian was wearing a dark black brocade robe with gold threads, looking like a handsome and elegant young man who was a gentleman.

He was holding a bowl of steaming noodle soup in his hand, and his virtuous look was totally inconsistent with his outfit.

\"you\'re awake?\"

Su Qianfang closed the door and met Yan Xi\'s gaze. Compared to yesterday\'s aggressive and self-righteous attitude, now he didn\'t know how to face it.

\"Let\'s eat noodles first.\"

The two of them stared at each other blankly for a long time, and Su Qian finally broke this strange atmosphere.

Yan Xi withdrew his gaze and nodded.

\"it is good.\"

There was a small pavilion sheltered from the wind in the yard behind the inn. Su Qian placed the noodles on the stone table inside and then covered the cold stone chair with a thick heating pad.

After everything was arranged, he called people over.

Yanxi sat on a chair and ate noodles. The warm noodle soup filled her hungry stomach and also comforted the cold winter.

\"Would you like some hot water?\"

In the quiet room, where only the sound of Yanxi eating noodles could be heard, a cautious voice of inquiry was heard.

Yan Xi did not answer. He took the warm tea, drank a few sips, and continued to focus on the noodles in the bowl.

Su Qian\'s cold face suddenly showed some hesitation.

\"Does what you said yesterday still count?\"

\"what?\"

Yan Xi was concentrating on eating the noodles in the bowl. She had never expected that the young master who had never done any cooking had such good cooking skills.

The simple noodles were delicious and she was so engrossed in them that she didn\'t even hear his question.

Only after he had eaten and drunk his fill and put down his chopsticks, feeling the environment was unusually quiet, Yan Xi looked up and saw that the dark emotions in Su Qian\'s eyes were continuing to spread, and then he suddenly realized.

What he meant was whether his answer “yes” to the question “Can I marry you” still counts.

Yanxi paused.

She thought of everything she had seen and heard yesterday.

Su Qian\'s mouth corners, which were always raised, were now more accustomed to pursing them, and his relaxed brows began to slightly frown.

Yan Xi thought that this was probably because he had been in the Command Department for too long.

There were also some indelible knife marks on his body.

Being an official, especially a high-ranking one, is infinitely more dangerous than being the spoiled youngest son at home.

During the year at Beijing Marquis Mansion, Yan Xi had many opportunities to spend time with Su Qian and got to know his personality.

If she had not proposed that he must become an official before marrying her, Su Qian would never have tried to get involved in the court. He was not born to be interested in these things.

This is also an important reason why she made this request that made things difficult for him.

But now, he has really achieved it and even exceeded his expectations.

\"Alas, it is my own fault, and I must pay back what I owe.\"

\"I made a promise three years ago, and I promised it again last night. It\'s not good to go back on it.\"

Yan Xi was thinking in his mind and didn\'t speak for a long time.

In Su Qian\'s eyes, it was a sign that she was hesitant and wanted to reject him.

For a moment, Su Qian\'s eyes became dim.

He really wanted to imagine the scene he had imagined countless times in his dreams after he knew she had left, tying her up so that she could never be separated from him for the rest of her life.

But now, when I see Yan Xi\'s peaceful face, I feel reluctant to leave.

It\'s impossible to let him let go just like that.

Before he could think of a proper plan, he heard Yan Xi\'s voice.

\"I won\'t regret it.\"

\"Really?\"

Su Qian\'s heart suddenly became clear, and the frozen curve on his lips slowly rose up, revealing a bright smile that only young people could have.

\"But I have a request.\"

\"what?\"

\"I want to sign a contract with you. If one day you no longer have feelings for me, I hope you can let me go.\"

These words seemed to be a questioning of Su Qian\'s persistent love, and could even be considered an insult to some people who believed they were \"infatuated\".

Su Qian said nothing. His eyes stayed on Yan Xi for a moment, and he took out a sharp dagger from his waist without hesitation.

\"Take this. If I go against my feelings and don\'t let you go, you can stab me hard while I\'m asleep or something, and then leave.\"

\"Don\'t worry about the consequences of hurting me. When I return to the capital, I will ask the emperor for an imperial decree to save my life.\"

He was serious and was only worried that Yanxi might still have some hesitation or worry.

\"I accepted it.\"

Yan Xi didn\'t say any lyrical words. He just reached out and took the dagger and responded.

\"it is good.\"

At this moment, Su Qian felt like he had found a treasure.

-

\"Congratulations to the host. The hero\'s favorability has reached 100. The strategy is complete.\"

The snow stopped and the sunlight shone into the yard, giving everything a golden halo.

On the open windowsill, a snowman that looked like \"Su Qian\" appeared next to the snowman that looked like \"Yan Xi\" at some point.

The two chubby arms made of snow were stuck together, and no matter what means were used, they could not be separated.

It is exactly: Holding your hand, we will never leave each other until we are old.