Chapter 247 You feed the young master, and he will definitely eat it
Outside the window, the maple trees washed by rain rustled, and a red leaf fell on the windowsill, looking very much like the smiling lips of the old man who taught her how to carve her height line many years ago.
"Miss Si, please eat as much as you want." Moss smiled, also full of doting, "Master actually knew it a long time ago."
Ning Fengsheng froze. He knew it a long time ago?
"When the young master came to the old house, the old man scolded him... He said that life is so short, you can eat whatever you want and do whatever you want. If you restrain yourself from everything, life will be much less fun." Moss recalled, "The young master didn't let Miss Ning eat these snacks, and it was for Miss Ning's health... However, if it is something that makes Miss Ning happy, the young master will no longer interfere."
Ning Fengsheng clutched the snack bag tightly, his eyes wide open, not knowing how to respond.
Nanchuan Shijue walked up to her and asked in a low voice: "You eat so deliciously... is it really that good?"
"It's delicious. Do you want to try it?" Ning Fengsheng knew that Nanchuan Shijue never ate junk food and he didn't even drink Coke.
"You feed the young master, he will definitely eat it." Butler Moss smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed.
Ning Fengsheng didn't believe it and raised the snack bag...
Nanchuan Shijue actually leaned over and bit the potato chip and ate it.
The next second, the tips of his white jade ears turned red instantly, and his Adam's apple rolled violently as he started coughing.
"What? You're really eating it... These potato chips are covered in chili powder."
Moss was drunk: "Master can't eat spicy food, why don't you feed him something else?"
“I thought he wouldn’t eat…”
"Young Master, what would he not eat for you? Last time I made you spicy chicken for a trial, it made your butt spit fire!"
"Moss." Nanchuan Shijue glanced at Moss warningly, but his cough weakened the deterrent effect.
Ning Fengsheng picked up a bottle of lemonade from the shelf: "Quickly relieve the spiciness."
Nanchuan Shijue gulped down the water and stared at Ning Fengsheng with an incredible look.
Besides being spicy, what else does this thing taste like? It's awful, so why would this woman love it?
“Where is the best place to eat?”
He was very unhappy that he couldn't taste the "delicious" food that Ning Fengsheng mentioned.
"Uh... actually it's not that delicious. I loved eating it when I was a kid." Ning Fengsheng explained, "When I grew up, I didn't just eat it for the taste, I ate it for the feelings..."
The man who had once cursed, "Ning Fengsheng, are you a pig? Did you grow up eating pig feed? Why do you like eating garbage so much?" now turned to the snack rack and ordered, "Can't you enjoy eating some good food?" Nanchuan Shijue was annoyed, but still gave in and ordered, "Write this down."
Ning Fengsheng couldn't believe his ears.
Nanchuan Shijue wants to write it down? Why? Is he going to buy it for her later?
"It seems like the old man really dotes on Miss Ning." Moss took photos of the snack stand. "He prepared so many snacks and treats Miss Ning like a child..."
Nanchuan Shijue stared at her deeply and said, "From now on, it will be my turn to pamper you."
These words were like a key that suddenly opened Ning Fengsheng's tear glands.
She turned around in a hurry, but the salty liquid had already dripped into the snack bag.
There was the sound of rustling fabric behind me, and then a silk handkerchief was handed to me.
"Don't cry while eating." Nanchuan Shijue's voice was unusually soft. "Do you want your snacks to be salty?"
“…”
"Stupid woman, your mouth is full of it!"
Nanchuan Shijue wiped her eyes and wiped the chili oil from the corners of her mouth.
"The old man's funeral will be dignified." Nanchuan Shijue said in a deep voice, "He will be buried with the old lady, according to their wishes before their death."
"...Thank you." Ning Fengsheng's voice was choked.
"Don't eat too much, or you'll get a sore butt."
"I'm not like you... Is your butt really on fire?" Ning Fengsheng smiled with tears in his eyes.
There were footsteps outside the door, and Aunt Zhang came in with two servants carrying a camphorwood box.
"These are Miss Ning's baby clothes and toddler shoes," Aunt Zhang opened the box, revealing neatly stacked yellow and pale pink miniature clothes. "There's no point in keeping them. Mr. Nanchuan, take them back."
Nanchuan Shijue was standing in front of the cupboard, picking up a small, rotating wooden windmill, and moving the blades with his slender fingers...
Hearing this, his body visibly stiffened.
Aunt Zhang added, "Please pack up the things in this room and take away whatever you like."
"Really?" Moss's voice changed in surprise. "Don't tease our young master... Even though he knew there were items related to Miss Ning, our young master liked them..."
The young master loves to collect things, and he keeps them all in the Shengsheng Museum.
"The master has already made instructions," Aunt Zhang said with a smile, "If he is gone, Miss Ning's things will belong to Mr. Nanchuan."
Nanchuan Shijue raised the corner of his mouth, and that smile was like the first crack in the frozen lake.
Ning Fengsheng suddenly realized something and turned to look at Moss: "Isn't this the first time he has entered my room?"
"First time? Every time the young master comes to the old house, he has to stay in this room for a long time." Moss winked, "The old man has set a rule. Only if you win a game of chess can you take away one of Miss Ning's things. If you lose, you have to accompany the old man to go fishing. Once, the young master lost three games in a row and was as tanned as a boiled shrimp..."
Aunt Zhang laughed: "That's right, Mr. Nanchuan brought cherries a few days ago, and the old man didn't have time to eat them..."
Ning Fengsheng bit his lower lip hard.
It turns out that during her absence, Nanchuan Shijue has been filling her position.
She suddenly rushed towards Nanchuan Shijue and hugged his waist tightly.
Tears soaked his clothes, and she could feel his muscles tensing up instantly and his heartbeat accelerating suddenly.
"Thank you..." She muttered, burying her face in his chest.
Nanchuan Shijue's hand paused in the air for a moment and then landed on the top of her head.
"Everything I do, I do willingly."
Ning Fengsheng raised her head and met his deep eyes.
"Ning Fengsheng," he suddenly called her full name, and brushed his fingertips across the corners of her moist eyes. "As long as you are happy, I am willing to do anything."
He wanted to give her all the best love in the world, but he didn't expect that his passionate feelings would scare her away again and again...
Aunt Zhang tactfully led the servant out of the room. Before leaving, Moss considerately pushed the box of baby clothes to Nanchuan Spyker's feet.
The sun shone through the clouds after the rain, making the glass on the toy cabinet glitter and shine. The puppets seemed to come alive, swaying gently in the halo of light.
Ning Fengsheng felt his heart beating violently.
The man leaned over, put his lips next to her ear, and spoke in a low voice so that only she could hear it.
"It's my great honor that you want to stay by my side. If you want to leave, I will personally give you wings... Who I am depends on who I am in your eyes. I am the Duke of Nanchuan, and you will always be my Ning Fengsheng... I am Mr. Nanchuan, and you are the free Miss Si..."
Shengsheng, I love you.
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