After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

After Fu Jiuli said this, he became inexplicably nervous and waited quietly for the woman's response, even slowing down his breathing.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, not daring to look her in the eye.

Although she had just said that she was willing to marry him, when the moment came, he was still very nervous, fearing that she would refuse.

He was also afraid that all this was just his delusion.

But he waited for a long time and heard no movement.

If he had not clearly felt that she was beside him at this moment, he would even suspect that everything that had just happened was just an illusion he had always dreamed of.

Every moment of waiting seems to be stretched out very long.

Fu Jiuli didn't dare to look up at her. His voice was dry: "You... don't want to?"

"I don't want to." The woman answered without hesitation, with a hint of reluctance in her voice.

Fu Jiuli felt a tightness in her heart, and a sense of depression quickly spread to her heart, and in an instant, it was filled with dark clouds.

His pair of dark eyes were bottomless, and his voice returned to its usual coldness, revealing a hint of politeness: "Since Miss Shen is unwilling, then I..."

But before he could finish his words, he was suddenly knocked to the ground on the grass by a fiery red figure.

Shen Nanxing lay on top of him, holding his shoulders with both hands, staring down at him condescendingly: "I said, why are you so moody?"

"You were so affectionate just now, but now you've turned your back on me, right?"

Fu Jiuli was a little confused and didn't understand what she meant for a moment.

He was stunned for just a moment before he watched the woman suddenly lean over and quickly kiss him on the forehead, cheeks, chin, and nose.

Finally, the red lips fell on his lips again, crushing and grinding repeatedly...

He wanted to ask her, didn't she want to? What was she doing?

But his lips were blocked by her, and he couldn't speak, and the hand at his side raised slightly, then quietly put it down.

He was unwilling to push her away and could only passively endure her unfamiliar and immature kiss. Even if she hurt him, he just endured it silently and let her ravage him.

Shen Nanxing held him and kissed him for a long time, and only let him go when she was satisfied.

As soon as she let go, she discovered that the corner of his lip had been bitten by her at some point, revealing a trace of bright red blood. This trace of bright red, combined with the handsome face and the slightly innocent eyes, was particularly attractive and seemed particularly easy to bully.

I still want to kiss...

Shen Nanxing coughed lightly, swallowed, and forced himself to look away, but his hands still held the person under him.

She bluffed and said confidently, "Are you still going to be mean to me?"

Fu Jiuli was unusually naive: "When did I ever get angry with you?"

Shen Nanxing said angrily: "You were mean to me just now! You were so cold and you still called me Miss Shen!"

At this point, she couldn't help but glare at him again: "How can you be like this? When you are happy, call me Nanxing, and when you are unhappy, call me Miss Shen..."

Fu Jiuli: "You said you didn't want to..."

She glared at him again: "Is there anything wrong with me saying I don't want to?"

"Can't you come to my house to propose tomorrow? Why do you have to wait a month?" Shen Nanxing said this with aggrieved look.

"A month is thirty days, why wait so long?"

Then she blushed again: "You are obviously so impatient..."

Fu Jiuli's eyes flashed with surprise: "You said you don't want to, do you think a month is too long?"

"What else?" Shen Nanxing rolled her eyes at him, looking like she was still angry.

Fu Jiuli: ...I suddenly felt relieved.

He helplessly explained: "It will take time to prepare the betrothal gifts, it won't be that quick."

Shen Nanxing was stunned: "You said a month, is it because you need to prepare the betrothal gifts?"

Fu Jiuli's cheeks felt slightly hot, and she hummed softly, accepting it.

He never thought that one day he would have the chance to marry her. There were no jewelry, jade or fabrics that the women in the mansion liked. There were only a large number of silver bills, gold bars and other vulgar things.

Now that I'm going to propose marriage to her, I'll have to prepare all the beautiful and fun things that women in this world like...

The mermaid pearls from the East China Sea, the porcelain and silk from Tang City, the jade and gems from Hexi, and the weapons from Nanbin...it would take at least a month to purchase all of these.

Shen Nanxing felt a little embarrassed. She turned over and sat up, then extended her hand to the man who was still lying on the grass: "Get up."

His clothes were disheveled, his mouth was bleeding, and he looked like he had been molested. Shen Nanxing didn't even dare to look at him.

When he held her hand and sat up, she looked at the ground with a flushed face and said to the people around her: "There's no need to be so troublesome with the betrothal gift. I don't care."

"Just bring anything you want, and I'll marry you."

"You can come and propose tomorrow, okay?"

After saying this, Shen Nanxing felt his ears burning.

But she had missed him for too long, and now that they finally had a mutual understanding, she just wanted to be with him.

I don't want to waste any more time on these unimportant things.

Fu Jiuli looked at her small, rosy ears and red cheeks with his deep eyes, and his heart softened: "But I care."

Marrying him was already an injustice to her.

He didn't want her to suffer any more injustice in his presence...