Young Master, He Wants to Love You Hard

Xia Niao Niao, Huai Yang's famous voice, many dignitaries want to shelve him and become a canary. But no one can really take her into his arms. She is proud and does not bow her head. Until he met the ferocious beast Shen Chengan. He was a role model among the young masters of the aristocratic family, he was self-denial and polite, and he was pure in heart and desires, but he stopped in front of her and ordered someone to give her a piece of red silk. "White is plain, not as gorgeous as red." Others didn't notice the profound meaning, but Xia Niaoxiao tightened her body, feeling cold for no reason. As soon as he raised his eyes, he met the bright red eyes of the person in front of him. That gaze was so heavy that it almost swallowed her up. Later, Xia Niao Niao lost her place of residence. The candlelight flickered, and the girl stood barefoot under the shadow of the lamp. Her figure was slender, and the red silk lay against her skin, outlining her graceful figure. The slender waist is tightly tied, as if it can be released at the touch of a button. She walked closer step by step, with lowered eyebrows and soft voice. Her sweet voice was like honey from the mountains, moistening people's hearts. "Slave, please have mercy on me." Slender white fingers poked out from the shadow of the candle, and with two parts of shyness and one part of boldness, they slowly landed on the belt around his waist. Shen Cheng'an is an unparalleled noble son of the Qing Dynasty. He is cold-hearted, ruthless and observant of etiquette. He is the son-in-law that everyone in Wangjing City longs for. But the Young Master's Mansion, which had always been silent, did start to make a lot of noise after Shen Chengan returned from Huaiyang. At night, there are often girls singing and smiling, whispering softly. Rumors spread that Mr. Shen was in love with the singer he brought back from Huaiyang. He didn't even pay attention to the etiquette, and it was a sign that sex would make him faint. Xia Niao Niao thought so at first. Until one night, she accidentally bumped into Shen Chengan toasting with old friends and chatting, with a lazy tone and a frivolous smile: "It's just an oriole. It's too quiet in the house. I just raised it to relieve boredom." At that moment, she understood—— What she thought was affectionate was just a pastime when he got into the mood. Later, she put on the clothes given by others, climbed to a high position, and cut off all his escape routes with her own hands. In the pouring rain, Shen Chengan was covered in injuries and clutched the hem of her skirt. She lowered her head and sneered: "Mr. Shen, don't forget your current identity." After that, he stepped under the new emperor's umbrella without looking back. Later, fate plays tricks on people. She put on the red dress again, walked into his bedroom, and said in a probing tone: "Slave, please show mercy to your majesty?" Shen Chengan had been going smoothly all his life, but he made a huge somersault when Ai Xia curled his head. Simply, everything is possible. Intention: Live well and live in the present