Fan Ziruo was half-lifted up by He Yunxiao's grasp on her waist, and then her delicate and beautiful body was placed on He Yunxiao's lap without any explanation.
He Yunxiao wrapped his arms around Ziruo's waist from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and whispered, "I want to know your secret, Madam."
Fan Ziruo blushed slightly and glared at him, "We're not engaged yet, so don't let anyone see us doing anything inappropriate."
"Don't worry, Madam. Anyone who dares to look at me will have their eyes gouged out."
“There’s no need for that,” Fan Ziruo said, her face flushed with a pretty pink as she was held in her lover’s arms.
"Madam, I wish to see the secret."
"Stop fooling around."
"I want to see it."
After He Yunxiao whispered sweet nothings in her ear for a while, Fan Ziruo couldn't stand his nagging anymore and finally gave in.
"Can you promise Ziruo that you will keep this a secret?"
"Absolutely confidential," He Yunxiao vowed.
"And you are not allowed to laugh at Ziruo."
"Never laugh."
Fan Ziruo's pretty face flushed slightly as she handed the book on the table to He Yunxiao.
The Art of War by Sun Tzu.
He Yunxiao: ?
He Yunxiao: "Ruobao..."
Fan Ziruo blushed and said, "You're not allowed to laugh."
Without saying a word, He Yunxiao planted a hard kiss on Fan Ziruo's cheek. Fan Ziruo's already flushed face turned as red as a sunset.
"Ruobao, you're amazing!" He Yunxiao laughed loudly.
For a woman to study military strategy is somewhat similar to a man's postpartum care, which is rather comical.
However, seeing her lover's excited and happy face, without any hint of mockery, Fan Ziruo felt relieved. At the same time, her usually mild emotions were easily stirred by He Yunxiao. Her eyes turned into crescent moons, and the corners of her mouth curled up as she shared his joy.
But... what did he mean by "weak treasure"?
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