Moving her gaze to the bed, Yan Fu frowned.

How high does her foot have to be to hold the rope to break?

Suddenly, it occurred to her that it was probably because the thick sheets were too heavy, causing the rope to hang down, and she hooked it as soon as she lifted her legs.

Then he knotted the broken rope, put the two quilts on the bed on the chair for the time being, and then lifted the thin sheets, replaced them with thick sheets, and hung them up again.

After the sheets were laid out, Fu Ciyi came back.

The first thing he said when he walked in was, "I have a question I want you to answer." ”

"You say."

Yan Funing carried the quilt on the chair back to the bed.

He asked, "What is the punishment for crossing the line?" ”

Yan Funing originally wanted to help him spread out the quilt, but at this moment, she listened to his question and made a move.

"You want to say, I crossed the line, how should I be punished?"

"Yes."

Fu Ciyi walked slowly to her side, took the quilt she was holding in her hand, and slowly spread it out.

He bent down slightly as he laid out the quilt.

Yan Funing quietly stood behind him, raised her fist, and made a gesture to fight.

But they didn't dare to really fight.

Fu Ciyi raised his eyebrows.

The bed he slept on was on the side of the bookcase, and the light of the candle on the bookcase reflected her figure on the bed.

He could see her movements even if he didn't look up.

Yan Funing bit the flesh of her inner lip, and waved her small fist in the air slightly, but she didn't answer his words.

Suddenly, he turned around.

The two stood facing each other, their bodies only inches apart.

Yan Fu was stunned, and forgot to put down the fist she was holding.

Someone was extremely tall, standing so close to each other, and the innate sense of invisible oppression poured down from her heavenly spirit cover.

Makes her forget the reaction.

Fu Ciyi clasped her wrist with two fingers, and her voice was cold and deep: "Want to hit me?" ”

Probably after being washed with cold water, his fingertips were slightly cold, and through the cuffs passed to her skin.

"I know that I am at a loss, so I want to give you a slap on the shoulder, I hope you have a lot of adults, and don't care about me crossing the line."

Yan Funing pulled the corners of her lips in embarrassment, struggling to break free of his grip on her wrists, but she couldn't.

"Who is the punishment for crossing the line with me?"

Fu Ciyi stared at her expression for a long time, her lupine-like eyelashes flickered, and her already watery apricot eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

This woman clearly wanted to beat him, but she was lying at the moment, and she was wronged?

"It's me, it's me who crossed the line." Yan Fu lowered her eyes, "You just said how you want to be punished, right?" ”

The voice was low and small, with a hint of crying in the tactfulness.

Fu Ciyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly: "Punishment, remember first." ”

Yan Funing sniffed, and her nasal voice with a crying tone became heavier.

"Don't cry."

Fu Ciyi's eyebrows gathered slightly, why did he make it look like he bullied her?

"I don't cry, but you hurt me."

Yan Fu raised her eyes to look at him, and her beautiful eyes were already sparkling.

Fu Ciyi just stopped.

Yan Funing pulled off her sleeves and looked at them, quickly pulled back her sleeves and rubbed them slowly.

Fu Ciyi's eyes shrank, and on the white greasy wrist that he glanced over, he pressed red marks on both sides.

It's really too squeamish, he doesn't use any force at all.

Yan Funing walked to the quilt on the edge of the bed on her side, thought about it, and discussed with him: "Fu Ciyi, can you forget about me pressing you?" ”

Thinking that he might really hurt her, Fu Ciyi confessed softly: "You didn't press me, and when I broke the rope, I just got out of bed." ”

Yan Fu was relieved when she heard this.

"If you don't press it, you can't cross the line. We have to say that when two people are in bed together, one of them crosses the line to be punished. ”

Fu Ciyi shook his head: "In your opinion, you are not considered to have crossed the line this morning, and the rules start tonight?" ”

Yan Fu shook his head: "Yes, whoever crosses the line in the future will have a reason to punish the other party." ”

Fu Ciyi: "What is the punishment, it is up to the party that crosses the line to decide?" ”

Yan Funing nodded again: "Yes." ”

Fu Ciyi smiled lightly: "Cheng." ”

He slept in a very good position, and he would never go over to her side.

It's her, and she probably has to do a lot of muscles.

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In the next two days, Yan Funing asked Fu Beimo and Ali to go to the village school to deliver food to Fu Ciyi.

As on the first day of school, the two of them still ate the food brought by Lizheng's daughter and returned.

At lunch that day, Fu Nanyao was puzzled: "Sister-in-law, the meal you prepared for your brother is his." It stands to reason that Lizheng's daughter only prepares her cousin's, how can she still ask Beimo and Ali to eat? ”

Fu Beimo and Ali sat on the small pestle, touching their full stomachs, looking funny.

Yan Funing lowered her head to eat and didn't answer.

Fu Nanyao said again: "Unless she deliberately brought too much food and wanted her brother to eat her food." ”

Hearing her sister's words, Fu Beimo nodded: "Yes, she also served vegetables to her brother, but her brother refused." ”

Ali also said, "The master didn't eat, but we did." I'm still strange, I used to be so hungry that I didn't want to eat. In the past few days, my daughter greeted me with a smile and told me to eat enough. ”

It made him embarrassed.

Fu Nan glanced at him: "How can she greet you with a smile?" She's because of my brother's relationship! ”

Lizheng's daughter obviously wants to create an impression of gentleness and virtue in front of her brother.

After a slight pause, she said directly: "Sister-in-law, Ming'er, you can bring food to your brother." ”

Yan Fu smiled lightly: "I think Beimo and Ali send it, it's good, Ali can still eat enough." ”

Someone is handsome, and most women like it, how can she not know the thoughts of her daughter?

When Lizheng's daughter first saw Fu Ciyi, her eyes were straight.

And she's a rational person.

What kind of woman Fu Ciyi will have by her side in the future has nothing to do with her.

If, now that there is a woman next to him, can she get out as soon as possible?

Fu Nanyao chuckled in her heart, Yan Funing really didn't have a brother in her heart, so she was replaced by the woman next to her, and she couldn't wait to chase after her and tear her face with someone.

At this time, Wan Niang spoke up: "Fu Ning, my mother knows that you are tired of cooking, and you have to walk so much to deliver food to Ci Yi, and you are even more tired." My mother only recognizes you as a daughter-in-law, and you go to let the daughter of Lizheng understand. In addition, if there are other things that cause trouble to Ci Yi, it is not conducive to the preparation for the imperial examination. ”

Yan Funing said calmly: "Let's take a look tomorrow, Beimo and Ali will send another meal tomorrow to see how the dishes of Lizheng's daughter are." ”

Asking her to deliver food to someone isn't really a big deal.

The main thing is that she is still in the menstrual period, and besides, someone has not offered to let her send it.

"Lizheng's daughter must be thinking of a way to make something delicious, so she wants to give it to my brother." Fu Nanyao said to his younger brother and Ah Li, "Ming'er, you can eat hard." ”

The two laughed and said, "It's on us." ”

-

The twenty-fourth day of the first lunar month.

After the moon, Yan Funing was relaxed.

She took Fu Beimo and Ali into the mountains early in the morning, picking oyster mushrooms, picking bamboo poles, and looking for herbs by the way.

There are not many herbs in the current season, and Fu Ciyi is not there, so it is inconvenient for her to take the two teenagers to the deep mountains and old forests.

I picked only one basket of oyster mushrooms, and picked up four bundles of bamboo poles, which were carried by two teenagers, and the three of them returned home at the beginning of their lives.

(End of chapter)