The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

"What an embarrassing look!" Chu Wan Ning insisted and continued the conversation!

Fu Qian didn't give in to her either. He leaned over and blocked her mouth!

Chu Wan Ning's heart was pounding. She was not calm at all! She was going crazy. How could this good son who she had raised for many years rebel against her? She was against him! She refused to accept it. She bit Fu Qian again. Fu Qian did not move. He just stared at her blankly. Tears as big as beans fell from his eyes and hit Chu Wan Ning's eyes. Chu Wan Ning was a little confused by the sudden tears. She let go of her biting mouth and pushed Fu Qian aside.

The sun had already set, and there was no light in Fu Qian's room, so the light was a little dim.

Chu Wanning was exhausted and took a few breaths. But she heard Fu Qian sobbing. She had never seen Fu Qian so depressed. She seemed to only enjoy Fu Qian's care for her, but she didn't know him very well.

But, he just... this... how to understand... Chu Wan Ning's brain froze again.

Fu Qian had been offended, and now he was bolder, so he decided to go all the way. He pulled Chu Wan Ning over and held her in his arms, letting her lean against his chest. He put his arms around her slender waist, pinning her down and preventing her from escaping.

Fu Qian's alcoholic breath sprayed on Chu Wan Ning's neck. Seeing that Chu Wan Ning was about to explode, he choked and said, "Wan Ning, I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Ah?" Chu Wan Ning was about to struggle, but stopped when she heard this and asked, "Where are you going? Why are you leaving like that?"

"I'm going to Tianshan Sect." Fu Qian turned Chu Wan Ning around, lowered his head and put his forehead against Chu Wan Ning's forehead.

"Why? Can't we go together in three years?" Chu Wan Ning asked puzzledly. She had completely forgotten about Fu Qian's offensive behavior just now and wanted to keep him.

"I have good talent, so the master accepted me as his eldest disciple. He wants to teach me personally." Fu Qian couldn't tell the truth, so he had to cover it up with some polite words. However, he didn't know how much hatred his polite words would attract!

"Haha, too low-key, huh? The last disciple! You're so lucky!" Chu Wan Ning was amused by his words and immediately started speaking in a yin-yang mode.

Fu Qian didn't say anything, he just rubbed her forehead, staring at her eyes with his dark and clear eyes, blinking mischievously, and brushing Chu Wanning's eyelashes with his eyelashes. Chu Wanning said helplessly: "Okay, get closer, if you get closer, we'll touch again."

Fu Qian smiled a little embarrassedly when he heard it, and his face turned even redder. The wine made him brave, and he finally got brave for once. But his heart felt like he drank honey, sweet and a little addictive. He was very greedy, and he hoped that time would stay here.

Chu Wan Ning calmed down and asked sincerely, "When are we leaving?"

"At the beginning of the morning tomorrow, in front of the main hall." Fu Qian silently blurted out a few words.

"..." Chu Wan Ning saw that he was feeling guilty and knew that his madness had passed. So she patted his shoulder and prepared to stand up.

Before she could stand up, Fu Qian grabbed her sleeve. She glared at him angrily!

"Is it over yet?"

"You shouldn't favor Fuso...he has a bad character..." Fu Qian said in a low voice.

"...Are you jealous of this?" Chu Wan Ning was so angry that she laughed again. She really learned a lot today. She had never seen Fu Qian be so rude before.

After struggling for a long time, she finally stood up, glared at Fu Qian, and said to him:

"Get up, the ground is cold. If you are drunk, go to bed and rest."

Fu Qian also stood up shakily, but refused to leave.

Chu Wan Ning saw through his little trick immediately:

"Oh, I get it. I won't watch it anymore. I won't watch Fuso anymore. Go to bed now!"

Fu Qian listened to Chu Wanning and walked to the bed obediently. Chu Wanning looked at him lying on the bed and finally breathed a sigh of relief. But she still didn't dare to get too close, for fear that he would suddenly make things difficult for her.

"Now I order you to sleep without opening your eyes!"

Chu Wan Ning gave Fu Qian a lecture, and after a while, she finally heard Fu Qian's steady breathing.

She sat by the bed, lit a lamp, and looked at Fu Qian's eyes and eyebrows carefully. She found that Fu Qian had changed a lot. When he was a child, he was just a child and inconspicuous. In the past two years, Fu Qian has grown up like a bamboo, and his childishness has faded. His eyes and eyebrows have become more bold. If he is going to get married, he will surely seduce thousands of girls.

"pity……"

It's a pity that I am not from this world after all, and I can't have any emotional connection with you. She and Xiaoyu agreed on this. Otherwise, how could she bear to go back when the time comes? Chu Wanning said softly: "Today, just think that you are impulsive. In the future, you will find someone who is more suitable for you and someone you can spend the rest of your life with."

After saying that, Chu Wan Ning turned off the lights, closed the door, and went out.

After hearing the door closing, Fu Qian slowly opened his eyes in the darkness.

"You are mine..."

Fu Qian's eyes turned red, and he said slowly:

"Don't leave this time. I won't let go this time..."

Then silence returned to the room.

Chu Wan Ning did not rest. She went to the imperial kitchen to pack a lot of delicious food for Fu Qian, then went to the embroidery room to pick out a few clothes that fit Fu Qian's size so that he could wear them. She also went to her own small treasury to get a bunch of gold ingots and stuffed them all into the package prepared for Fu Qian.

After everything was ready, the package was placed on Fu Qian's desk. It was already late at night. Chu Wan Ning wanted to leave a letter for him. She picked up the pen but didn't know how to start. As she was thinking, she fell asleep on Fu Qian's desk.

The next day, Chu Wan Ning slept until she woke up naturally.

"Oh no, oh no, Fu Qian left a long time ago and she forgot to see him off in person!"

In a panic, Chu Wan Ning jumped out of bed and rushed out. She didn't even wear shoes. When she passed by the table, she saw a letter left by Fu Qian.

Chu Wan Ning opened it.

"Your Highness, I apologize for any offense I caused you yesterday. Thank you for your care over the years. I will never forget your life-saving grace. I will take the package that Your Highness prepared for me.

Three years later, we reunited in Tianshan Sect.

When the time comes, I will personally apologize to Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Fu Qian's handwriting

After Chu Wan Ning finished reading the letter, her eyes felt sore and her vision gradually blurred by tears.

"Ginger-eyed wolf, huh, this little bastard just left without saying anything."

From now on, no one will send her delicious food, and she will no longer have this privilege...

After Chu Wan Ning finished crying, she realized that she had slept in Fu Qian’s room last night. She was so scared that she immediately checked whether her clothes were messy.

Fortunately, I just helped her take off her shoes.

She didn't know that Fu Qian had been guarding her by her bed all night.

Although Chu Wan Ning blamed Fu Qian for leaving so decisively, she gradually got used to it. However, she always felt empty inside since then, as if something was missing. Even Xiao Yu teased her, "Why is the princess so listless when Fu Qian is not around? Are you missing your lover?"

Every time this happened, Chu Wan Ning would chase her with a ruler, asking her to eat bamboo shoots and fried meat, and telling her to talk nonsense. In the midst of the fights, she would forget about her sadness.