The Disqualified Young Master Will Not Bow to the Villainous Female Lead

When Claire saw the snacks, she burst out laughing.

"Are you really going to give me this?"

No one had ever thought that a box of snacks would be an appropriate gift for the Empire's second-in-command.

Therefore, the gifts Claire received from childhood to adulthood were either precious materials for improving her martial arts skills, or swords forged by unknown masters.

She now threw them all into the basement, none of which she liked.

"Don't you girls like sweets?"

Faro unpacked the package on his own.

“I’ve never eaten anything like this.”

"My friend said that there are only two types of girls: those who love sweets and those who don't dare to eat sweets because they want to lose weight."

Claire was stunned at first, then smiled with relief.

Faro might be the first person in years to think of her as a girl.

The nobles that had come into contact with her at first only had eyes for the daughter of Grand Duke Moon, then the leader of the Wolf Riders, and now the second executive officer.

How could I have ever thought of her as a girl?

Farlow...really is totally different from the others.

Claire took the macaron handed to her by Faro. It was the first time for her to eat it.

The wonderful fragrance and sweetness spread between her lips and tongue, and a happy smile subconsciously appeared on her face.

"I didn't lie to you, it's delicious."

Looking at the purple-haired boy who smiled at him.

She now has a little crush on this delicious snack in front of her.

Chapter 17 Enjoy

Claire ate two pieces and asked someone to take them away. It seemed that they needed to be preserved for a while.

"What did you call me for?"

"Isn't it because you have free time to teach me swordsmanship?"

The soft and delicate body swayed restlessly, and Faro's ears felt a little hot.

He knew it was probably impossible, but he still asked with a glimmer of hope.

I secretly prayed that Claire wouldn't unlock the cg here.

A barely perceptible smile flashed across her face, and Claire pursed her red lips.

Her slender white fingers held up Faro's face, and she brought her charming and delicate face close to her ear, whispering:

"I want you to come and accompany me, isn't that okay?"

As he said this, he playfully blew air gently into Faro's ear.

In an instant, the boy's pretty face turned red.

Her snow-white skin was faintly pink, and her body was shaking unconsciously.

It’s not because of fear, but because of shame and inexplicable...comfort?

He smelled that warm fragrance again, the rich aroma that aroused his desire all the time.

Could it be that he could not escape Claire and the ruined fate of having his property confiscated?

He finally twisted Claire's hand away and tried to put up a little resistance.

But she still didn't dare to look directly at the pair of rose-like beautiful red eyes so close to her. Her eyes seemed to be filled with charming desire.

She had to turn her flushed face away to show her resistance.

Compared to Claire's voluptuous and fit body, Faro's body was much thinner.

This picture looks like a predator playing with its prey before eating.

Claire smiled charmingly, thinking it was fun to tease Farrow. She just smiled slightly and looked at him. If there was any more physical contact, Farrow's fiery and panicked gaze would have nowhere to go.

An expression that was easy to understand at first glance, and her breathing became rapid. All of this seemed extremely cute in Claire's eyes, making her excited and proud.

She stood up and covered her prey like a falcon hunting its prey.

Their faces were so close that Faro could even feel her warm breath.

A few strands of silver hair fell on Faro's cheeks. He could no longer avoid Claire's gaze. He responded to her gaze limply, as if he had given up resistance.

A moist and tender cry came faintly into my ears.

"Stay with me."

His pupils suddenly contracted, and Faro looked in horror at the woman who wanted to eat him.

The word "no" was on the tip of his tongue, and he was frantically trying to reject this fatal question that might lead to his downfall.

But a jade finger blocked his lips.

"Don't say no."

Claire gave a sly smile.

Faro pulled his fingers free and wanted to say something, but the next second, a soft touch blocked all his words.

In a flash, Faro was kissed firmly by Claire.

With her arms wrapped around his waist, her tall figure could easily drown the delicate and beautiful boy in her arms.

She nodded gracefully, and her silver-white hair like a snow-white waterfall fell down her side face, swaying gently with the rhythm she led, covering up the two stunning faces.

Although it lasted only a few seconds, it stirred the souls of both of them and aroused the most sensitive nerves in their hearts.

Faro only remembered that he was held in his arms and his mind was blank. These few seconds made him feel very uncomfortable, but there was also a moment when he hoped to freeze at this moment forever.

Then I quickly discarded this ridiculous idea.

He allowed Claire to satisfy her greedy demands before ending it reluctantly.

Claire let go of the boy first. A sly look flashed across her face, and then she looked at him with a sweet smile.

Faro's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurred, and he was panting, as if he was still in a dream.

There were ripples in the purple eyes, and no words could come out of the wet throat.

Claire smiled as she reached out to straighten his messy purple hair and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Wake up, little snack."

Faro swallowed and woke up from his dream.

After realizing what had just happened, he really didn't know what to say.

I had thought of ten thousand ways to respond to Claire, but I never expected that she would just go for it.

Facing any pressure from authority, Faro could think of a way to deal with it, but he never considered that Claire was a ninth-level expert.

It was so easy to force myself to marry you when I was so powerless just a few days ago.

I stacked up 10,000 points of magic resistance, but the opponent could still hit me with one strike.

"Don't call me that...it's too weird..." Faro said breathlessly.

The matter has been settled, and there is no point in Faro saying anything more.

So it would be better to talk about other topics to cover up his shame.

"You taste sweet and soft, just like the treat you gave me."

Claire narrowed her eyes and smiled, her face blooming with happiness she had never seen before.

"Why can't you call it that?"

There was no response, and Faro was too lazy to pay attention to her.

"We're not done yet."

Then, Faro's limp body was pulled up from the sofa, and Claire pulled him up as easily as lifting a chicken.

???

With his hair standing on end, Faro asked hurriedly:

"What else are you going to do!"

Claire tilted her head and looked at him in confusion.

"Shopping, what else are you doing, you?"

This is what Claire learned from romance novels. For the one you love, you have to kiss him/her forcefully to confirm the relationship, then slowly cultivate feelings, and finally achieve a happy ending.

According to the book, it should be...right.

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Walsh House.

Celia was lying on the table, bored, her two white silk feet dangling back and forth, with a romance novel in her hand.

This romance novel has recently become popular among the aristocratic circles of the entire empire, and almost every young and love-hungry noble lady has a copy.

Celia picked up a spoon while reading a book, scooped a spoonful of mousse cake and put it into her mouth.

Her beautiful eyes wrinkled and she spat out immediately.

"Pooh, pooh, pooh, why is it so bitter!"

She baked this cake yesterday specifically for Faro, but Faro left her and went to Dylan's house.

She was very angry at first because she made the cake specifically for Faro, but he ran out without even taking a bite.

And now, she was even somewhat glad that Faro didn't taste it.

“I haven’t made a cake in a long time…”

Celia thought back to the past when she was young and would visit her parents in the spice shop.

There was a pastry chef in the spice shop, and over time she learned how to make cakes.

Later, when she and Faro were childhood sweethearts, she cooked it for him. She didn't know at the time that the boy in front of her was the heir to the earldom.

I just feel that someone is affirming my work, so I like Faro very much.

Later, Viscount Wade came to her, and her parents no longer had to go to the spice shop to work every day.

You don’t have to make them yourself, and you can enjoy all kinds of desserts that you never dared to think of before.

If I make a cake like the one I made when I was a child again and give Faro a surprise, he will probably come back to me obediently.

"Hehehe, thank this young lady for her great kindness."

"Mia, take me out."

Chapter 18

"You're not going to wear this, are you?"

Farlow pointed to her executive coat.

"If you wear this on the street, you'll be in the newspaper the next day."

Claire looked surprised:

"Huh? Why."

Fa Luo held his forehead and couldn't help but sigh that this bloody daughter really had no common sense at all.

"Claire, have you never been shopping before?"

Unexpectedly, Claire replied, "I have definitely not been there."

Faro was stunned for a moment, then he thought it through after thinking about Claire's background story.

She had been under the strict requirements of Grand Duke Moon since she was a child, and she was hardly allowed to make many friends, so naturally she had no reason to go shopping.