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

"Don't look!"

A hand stretched out from the side of Shen Nanxing's neck at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing that the memorial on the ground was about to be taken away, Shen Nanxing took advantage of the fact that he was closer to the memorial and quickly picked it up with his quick eyes and hands. Without thinking, he quickly stuffed it into his arms.

The man's hand was just a step slower, and he followed the folding paper in a hurry. When he reacted, his hand had already fallen on her chest, covering the softness.

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

Fu Jiuli's palms felt hot. He quickly withdrew his hands and stood up, putting some distance between them. "I'm sorry, I..."

I'm stuck and I really don't know how to explain it.

Shen Nanxing stood up calmly, turned around and faced him, with a meaningful look in her eyes: "Nine Thousand Years Old Man is so reckless today, I guess he can't wait to marry me..."

She tried to persuade him earnestly, her eyes clear and sincere: "But don't worry, you can go to my house to propose marriage on the 19th."

Fu Jiuli:!!!

"I'm not......"

"You don't need to explain. Men are full of passion and it's inevitable that they can't control themselves when facing the woman they love. I can understand."

Shen Nanxing waved his hand, as if he didn't care at all: "I'm leaving now, bye."

But before he reached the door, he was stopped.

"Shen Nanxing!"

Shen Nanxing turned around and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Fu Jiuli felt like he had lost all his face tonight. He thought for a long time before speaking with difficulty: "Zhizi..."

Shen Nanxing raised an eyebrow: "Memorial? What memorial?"

Fu Jiuli: "Just, what you just picked up..."

Shen Nanxing pulled out the memorial from his pocket: "Oh, you mean this?"

Fu Jiuli was about to nod when she continued, "Isn't this the portrait you drew for me? How could it be a memorial?"

"Who would draw a portrait of a woman on a folded paper?" She looked at him teasingly with a smile in her eyes.

Fu Jiuli:!!!

He knew she saw it! He was still hoping for a lucky break...

Forced explanation: "That's me..."

"I know." Shen Nanxing continued with a smile: "You drew it when you missed me, didn't you?" A pair of sparkling black eyes looked at him.

She seemed to be expecting him to admit it.

The man pursed his lips tightly and finally gave in: "Yes."

Shen Nanxing's eyes suddenly lit up, and the next moment they curved into crescent shapes, and the dimples on her cheeks became visible.

Bright eyes and white teeth, sparkling.

She trotted over, put her arms around his neck and pulled him down, then gave him a kiss on the lips.

She glared at him and said, "Even if you miss me, it's not right to write about me on the official memorial!"

"Next time, find a blank piece of paper to draw on, huh?"

Fu Jiuli: ...

"I'll keep this booklet as a gift from you!"

The woman put the letter in her arms, smiled cunningly like an elf, and ran away.

Fu Jiuli held her forehead and shook her head helplessly.

Well, that memorial was submitted by that guy Liu Yushi. It’s full of nonsense and has no value.

In the dark, Leng Feng saw Shen Nanxing running out, his face full of bitterness: "Look, this woman was kicked out by the master! I told you to stop her and inform the master first, but you refused to stop her!"

"Well now, the master will definitely blame us for neglecting our duties."

Leng Feng frowned and sighed as he spoke: "When the master blames you later, you can say that you went to the toilet at that time and it was me who neglected my duty. After all, the secret guards in the mansion also listen to me..."

"Did you hear that?"

Leng Feng didn't hear any response after he finished speaking, so he turned to look at Leng Yue, and saw her with her hands folded in front of her chest, looking at him with a smile.

He frowned: "What are you looking at? Did you remember what I just said? Just do as I say."

Leng Yue said coldly: "The master will not blame us."

Leng Feng's eyes widened. He never expected that even with the truth right before his eyes, Leng Yue would still be stubborn. He angrily said, "Didn't you see that woman Shen Nanxing being kicked out just now?"

Leng Yue: "Which eye of yours saw that she was driven out?"

Leng Feng was unconvinced: "She was obviously kicked out, otherwise why would she run away?"

Leng Yue shook her head, not wanting to argue with the fool: "Then you'll see if the master will punish us later!"

She turned around to leave, then remembered something and turned back and said, "I advise you to be polite to Miss Shen, otherwise..." She raised her hand and made a gesture of wiping her neck, then left gracefully.

So stupid!

The master has a big scar on the corner of his lip, it's obvious that he was bitten by a woman...

Leng Yue was in a very good mood, as the palace was about to have a mistress.