-A girl from southern Xinjiang who is not very skilled in bewitching x a perfect gentleman who is bound by the ethics of a noble family-
Not all people in southern Xinjiang are good at playing poison.
Chun Cao was not very skilled. Not only did he find the wrong person, he also planted the wrong poison.
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It rained and rustled at night, and Chuncao and the man she picked up were trapped in a cold and damp cave.
The wet firewood was burning, and she was undressing and undressing the injured man. She coughed until her eyes were wet, and she didn't understand what he said. She asked with doubts in her head: "Why don't men and women kiss? I didn't kiss."
She is a little illiterate.
Mr. Duanfang, who was living in the mountains with stained clothes, was so smoked that the ends of his eyes turned red.
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The Song family in Fengling is a century-old family, and almost all of its descendants are incompetent in writing. However, the eldest grandson of the Song family, Song Yun, has a beautiful figure and a Yangxu mountain. He is a young phoenix gentleman who is famous all over the world.
However, when Song Yun solved the unsolved case in the border town and returned to the capital, there was a suspicious trace of cinnabar on his eyebrows.
"Young Master, this is not a disease, but a poison."
The old miracle doctor wiped his sweat and said: "The red sand poisonous poison of the southern Xinjiang people will leave cinnabar marks after being bitten. It cannot be cured unless the person who feeds the poison is friendly."
"Therefore, the wonderful use of this poison is to maintain chastity."
The waiter beside him took a breath of cold air, but Song Yun said nothing, but the rain and dew lingered outside the eaves, and he thought of that night in the mountains again——
The silver ornaments on her temples and earlobes jingled crisply. She pulled open his clothes regardless of his struggle, but paused.
"I don't seem to know how to do it. Just wait until I go down the mountain tomorrow morning and ask."
Her cheeks were red and her silver jewelry was shaking like stars.
Of course Song Yun would not wait for her.
But later, he taught her calligraphy, taught her to read, taught her to play the piano and cook tea, all in the hope that this little illiterate could understand his mind.
——But she doesn't like it.
——How could she not like it?
——Then you don't like it.
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"She's deviant, she's not good at all, but he still wants to keep her by his side, even if he goes from being the treasure of a noble family to being a failure."
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In short, it is a story about a seemingly flawless gentleman who gradually breaks down inside because of his little girl and turns into a dark "little pervert".
Intention: Break through the shackles of ethics and pursue a free life.
