Quick Wear Peace

The housekeeper was rubbing his hands nervously outside, looking at the door behind him from time to time.

His young master's alcohol tolerance is really not good. He touches people when he is drunk. He hopes that the young master and the young man in the room are not drunk.

An Ning in the room leaned her head and looked at the wine bottle, her face flushed and she murmured, "Fairy sister..."

Suddenly he jumped up like a monkey, An Ning quickly ran to the corner and squatted in the corner.

I saw him suddenly hugging a big pillar and kissing it. Not long after, he was swaying, his eyes shining, staring at one place.

An Ning was holding a bottle of wine leisurely, watching him act crazy while drunk.

Fu Guanbao was staggering in one direction. An Ning held his forehead, feeling a little dizzy, as if his body was floating in the clouds.

His whole nerves relaxed, and suddenly he felt a warm touch in front of him. An Ning opened his eyes vigilantly, and the strength in his body unconsciously flowed out. After seeing the people around him clearly, he wanted to take back the strength, but it was too late.

The person on his body was knocked unconscious by the light waves from An Ning's body, with blood at the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, An Ning still had some consciousness, otherwise Fu Guanbao would have died here today.

He was injured by his own divine power. He took out a pill from the space and put it in his mouth. The pill melted in his mouth and went straight into his mouth without swallowing.

I reached out and placed my hand on his pulse. His pulse became strong again, and then I relaxed. Otherwise, I would have been guilty.

The butler heard the sound of things breaking inside and wanted to go in, but when he thought of the young master's instructions, he had to suppress his inner anxiety.

When he heard An Ning calling him in, he was stunned when he saw the broken tables and bottles around him and the broken wooden boards on the floor.

My own young master was lying on the ground unconscious.

The housekeeper ran over quickly, knelt on the ground, and cried out in grief, "Young Master, Young Master, please don't get into any trouble. If anything happens to you, the Madam and the Master will beat me to death--"

An Ning rubbed her ears that were shaken and patted the butler's shoulder, "Hey..."

The housekeeper heard nothing and continued crying.

An Ning squatted down, turned the butler's body around, and looked into his tearful eyes and snotty nose. She rubbed her forehead helplessly.

"Your young master is fine, he just drank too much. Send him back quickly. I'll take care of this here in a while."

"Really?" The housekeeper sobbed, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Yes." An Ning nodded.

Great strength works wonders. The frail butler lifted Fu Guanbao up with difficulty and placed him on his shoulders.

"Do you need my help?"

An Ning looked at Fu Guanbao speechlessly, his feet still dragging on the ground. He had only taken a few small steps, but the housekeeper's face turned red with anger.

"Yes." The butler nodded and helped Fu Guanbao, who was about to slip down, to walk up again.

Under the stunned eyes of the housekeeper, An Ning picked up Fu Guanbao with one hand, as if he was picking up a chicken.

Fortunately, I put insoles in my shoes, otherwise, it would be so embarrassing to see Fu Guanbao's feet hanging in the air.

Amid the shocked eyes of everyone, An Ning easily, under the guidance of the housekeeper, sent him to the Fu Mansion.

There was a sweet fragrance around Fu Guanbao's big nose. It was different from the smells he had smelled before. The strong smell of rouge on other women made him want to vomit, but this smell made him feel fascinated.

Just like a puppy stretching out its nose and trying to bury itself in it, to wrap itself up, a strong sense of satisfaction arises from above.

The key person behind was watching his young master's actions with fear and trepidation, feeling worried and restless due to a sense of gossip.

They are worried that the young master in front will throw the young master down in anger, and the gossipers think that their young master is not a homosexual.

Suddenly, I felt a chill on the back of my neck. It seemed like it was about to move away from me. I reached out to touch it, and fortunately, my neck was still there.

"Pa" An Ning slapped Fu Guanbao on the face, what a hooligan he was.

Fu Guanbao opened his eyes dazedly, touched his aching cheek with grievance, and looked at An Ning with grievance. An Ning looked straight ahead and saw nothing.

When they arrived at the Fu Mansion, An Ning threw Fu Guanbao onto the servant who came running over and turned away.

The butler and the servants hurriedly supported Fu Guanbao. When the butler wanted to say something, he found that An Ning had walked away, so he silently put down his hands.

Fu Guanbao was put on the bed, and a towel soaked in cold water was placed on Fu Guanbao's cheek. After waiting for a while, the housekeeper picked up the towel.

Looking at Fu Guanbao's face in silence.

"Guan Bao, Guan Bao--" Mrs. Fu's anxious voice came from outside.

Just now she heard that Guan Bao was carried back by someone, and she was very worried.

Pushing open the door, he looked at Fu Guanbao lying in a "big" shape on the bed, sleeping soundly, with a very obvious red handprint on his fair face.

"Was he beaten?" Mrs. Fu raised her eyebrows and looked at the housekeeper with unfriendly eyes.

The housekeeper calmly and simply told Mrs. Fu what had happened.

Madam Fu closed her eyes, then opened them suddenly, "I will tell the master to quickly get Guan Bao married."

"You keep an eye on the young master. He is not allowed to go anywhere before he gets married." After saying this, he left in a hurry.

Master, something bad has happened. Our son has fallen in love with a man.

After An Ning collected many handkerchiefs that made little girls blush and their hearts beat faster on the street, he returned to Zhang's house with satisfaction.

"what happened?"

An Ning looked at the locust tree spirit who had an unhappy face.

"This Fu family is going too far."

The locust tree spirit slammed the table hard, and the teacup on the table jumped three times, and the tea fell on the table like fireworks.

"We clearly agreed to get married on the third day of the Lunar New Year, but now the Fu family wants to get married earlier. They are not keeping their word."

Now that nothing is ready, the Fu family wants to rush into the wedding. Could it be that his family has some conspiracy?

The locust tree spirit had seen many such things in the human world. A date was set at the beginning, but suddenly one day the marriage was moved up to cover up any hidden illness of the man.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and the more panicked he became.

"Fairy, if it really doesn't work, we won't marry into his family. What might happen to his family?"

The locust tree spirit now doesn't want An Ning to get married. After An Ning said a few words, he felt some small changes in himself.

I also thought that such a good person as the fairy should not be defiled by such a playboy, she should belong to a better person.

An Ning was stunned, looking at the locust tree spirit's burning eyes, as if with just one word from her, he would immediately cancel the engagement with the Fu family.