My gentle tyrant (3)_1

The young man was stunned as he didn't expect Fu Shang to ask for his name.

As for the young master's servant, his face turned pale and he trembled like a sieve when he heard Fu min's bold words.

In the ancient times, where the customs were strict, it was normal to interact with each other on the Lantern Festival. There was even an unwritten rule that if a lady took the initiative to ask a strange man a question on this day, the other party had to answer.

Simply put, this was a disguised date day.

Therefore, Fu min went up and asked for his name.

The young man's Black eyes deepened a little. He looked at Fu Xi with a strange look for a moment, and then his lips curved slightly.

His voice was low and magnetic.

"Jiang Li is my name."

Fu Shang blinked his eyes and murmured, ""General ... Li?"

She only paused for a moment before she muttered again, " it's peony flower ...

"What peony flower?" the young master's eyes flickered.