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

Because of this, one's own death has been determined by fate, and the only way to survive is to resist.

He doesn't want to be controlled by fate.

"I noticed that when you came in, you were staring at my yard in surprise."

The beautiful boy's graceful voice was like the chirping of an oriole, revealing a hint of pride.

“Isn’t it beautiful?”

Claire was stunned for a moment.

Then he nodded slightly.

"Ah."

Then she rested her chin on Farrow's shoulder and blinked her ruby ​​eyes.

The tall and cold beauty just lay on the boy's shoulders, which was a great contrast.

“I designed this garden myself and it was just recently completed.”

A look of pride appeared on Farlow's face.

"I planted these flowers myself and transplanted them here later."

The young man opened his mouth slowly and recounted what happened before his memory awakened.

"My parents, like other nobles, tried every possible means to make me awaken my talent."

"But I just don't have the qualifications. In comparison, I prefer garden design and flower gardening."

"They say I'm not doing my job properly, that I'm rebellious and immature, and that I haven't awakened my talent even after growing up. It must be because of my gardening."

“But the more they talked, the more I rebelled against them by doing what I loved.”

“Because I know that what I do is meaningful.”

Claire's red eyes suddenly shrank, and a glimmer of light appeared in her dull eyes.

"So you designed this courtyard in the end, and made them look at you with new eyes and recognize you?"

"No."

“I outlasted them.”

After these words were spoken, both of them fell silent.

Farlow realized that saying this was indeed disrespectful to his parents.

So they changed the way they said it.

“Although I still couldn’t convince them in the end.”

"But if I had to do it again, I would still choose to go against them."

"So, you understand."

"If Weide wants to take away something that belongs to me, then of course I won't give it up."

"Even if this is destined and inevitable, I will fight him to the end."

After Faro finished speaking, he found Claire staring at him blankly.

Then, he laughed.

"You are really very different from what the rumors say."

The haze in Claire's eyes temporarily dissipated.

She was indeed right.

Faro is not a coward, nor is he a weak and vulnerable person.

He is of the same kind as himself.

And successfully rebelled against his uncle Weide.

"You look nothing like the rumors say."

Farlow muttered.

"Huh? What?"

Claire was just happy that Faro was the same kind of person as herself, so she didn't hear clearly what he said.

"nothing."

At this time, Claire showed a sly smile.

"I happen to be at your house today, so why not teach you how to practice swordplay later."

"Recently, I've only been practicing Amos and teaching you spells. If you don't review your sword and physical skills, they'll become rusty again."

No, I just had a fight with Will today.

Is there anything that needs reviewing?

Farrow instinctively wanted to refuse.

"But I just fought Will today. I'm already tired."

"That's it..."

Claire lowered her eyes and thought for a while.

"Then in order to prevent you from being too tired, let me help you with some other training."

...

Faro's bedroom.

The windows and doors are closed.

The dim light made it difficult to see the beauty on the bed, but her slender and graceful figure could be seen.

In comparison, the beautiful young girl under her looked so frail that she could hardly be held in one hand.

Faro and Claire.

A lonely man and a widow live together in the same room.

All I could hear was the soft voice with a hint of shyness, accompanied by the sound of hot and moist breath, gently exhaled.

"Claire... this feeling... is so strange..."

“It hurts a bit…”

The cold and beautiful woman smiled softly and continued with her hand movements while leaning towards Faro's ear.

The magnetic and low-pitched charming voice has a fatal charm.

"Just bear with it for a while, you'll feel better soon."

The slender fingers slid across the beautiful young girl's icy body, and the moist and sticky liquid flowed along the fingertips, leaving a crystal color.

When passing by a certain place, Faro couldn't help but exclaimed.

The two spots of cherry pink on her face became even darker in color, like ripe red apples.

It makes people want to take a bite.

Claire then smiled.

“It’s very comfortable here.”

As if she had found his weakness, the elder sister continued her attack on this place with a smirk on her face.

"Ah! Don't... It's so sore here... It feels so good..."

My brain is going to become weird...No way!

They were just massaging!

Claire was currently holding his soft and delicate feet. The two white and tender feet had ten round toes that were as tender as lychees, and the crystal nails were a light cherry pink.

The slender fingers were bent with protruding knuckles, pressing the sole of the foot again and again. Claire gently pressed down the restless little foot as if she was protecting her prey.

Under the lubricating effect of the essential oil, the resistance between the skin disappeared, and Claire's massage allowed Faro to fully relax his body and mind after a day of hard work.

"For a warrior, the best way to relax after a battle is with a massage."

"Relaxation is also part of training."

Claire smiled sweetly.

Faro, with a flushed face, was still humming softly beneath him.

Vera, who was waiting outside the door, was still asking Xuger to describe the situation in the room.

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Chapter 52 Love Potion

"What's going on inside? What are they doing?"

Vera said impatiently.

She had just witnessed two people entering the room.

Claire had a mysterious smile on her face, and Faro's face was flushed.

It's hard not to imagine what they were doing.

"Say it quickly!"

The girl's face turned red with anxiety, as if she was afraid that Claire would eat Faro alive.

Xiuge was once called the Shadow of Dimensional Echoes. His attainments in space magic were almost at the level of a god, so observing the scene in the room through the wall was nothing for him.

But he never imagined that this ability admired by countless space mages would be used by him to help others spy.

Looking at Xiuger, he was silent.

Vera became even more anxious.

Are they both already at home plate???

Faro is about to be beaten to the punch! !

"Have they already..."

The corners of Hugh's blurry eyes twitched.

"How is it possible? Don't think blindly."

"So what are they doing?"

"It's not as bad as you think, but it's not much better either. You probably won't like watching this."

Upon hearing this, Vera became even more anxious.

"Let me connect your perspective, quick!"

Ah.....it happens again.

Whenever Faro was involved, the girl would lose her usual composure.

Human girls are really weird.

"Listen, I'm not letting you watch it because it's for your own good. I can assure you that nothing happened between them, but you really don't want to see this."

But Xuger's words had the opposite effect and whetted Vera's appetite.

The girl's ice-blue eyes were filled with anxiety, clearly an expression of 'I don't care, I just want to see'.

"Don't worry about it so much."

“Let me connect!”

Xiuge was helpless and couldn't defeat his host.

In the end, he let her share his vision.

Vera calmed herself down and slowly opened her eyes.

In the dim room.