She has put on her practice pants and is ready to run today.

It's just that they look at themselves strangely, as if they are not just waiting for her.

Fu Ciyi raised his hand and said coldly: "Run." ”

A few people walked out of the courtyard.

Yan Funing didn't think much about it, quickened her pace, and wanted to walk up to them, but Fu Ciyi grabbed her arm.

"How?" She looked sideways at him.

Fu Ciyi said: "Beimo and Ali take the lead, and Xinheng is in the middle. He lowered his eyes to look at her beside her, "You and I are behind." ”

"But didn't I run with you at the front?" Yan Fu was puzzled.

Fu Ciyi's eyebrows frowned slightly: "It's changed today." ”

She runs and exercises at a girl's house, no matter how beautiful and ugly her posture is, it is always inappropriate to teach people to see her.

Besides, she is always his nominal wife, and he is a little careful, but he doesn't want the man next to him to see her running around, can't he?

Yan Funing raised her eyebrows: "Okay, you are the master, you have the final say." ”

The five of them ran along the riverbank, circled down, and returned to the courtyard to take a step.

Fu Ciyi ordered the four of them to squat in the southeast, northwest, and northwest directions, and they were not allowed to talk to each other, nor were they allowed to open their mouths to speak.

Yan Funing was facing the east.

Hearing the crowing of the rooster, I saw that the morning light was faint, and gradually, the morning glow filled the sky.

It's a good day, so I bend my lips to enjoy the glow.

Suddenly, Fu Ciyi stood opposite her and caged her under his figure.

He put one hand behind his back, and with the other hand, he pinched the ring ruler and poked her thigh, as if to say, why are you still shaking?

Yan Fu blinked, as if replying to him, he trembled last night, did he forget?

The two made eye contact a few back and forth.

Looking at her pretty little face, Fu Ciyi remembered her legs that were shaking into chaff last night, and at this moment she couldn't even let her tie half a stick of incense for an extra hour.

Jiao is a little delicate.

It's also true that studious people are eager to learn.

He couldn't hold her to the standards of a man.

After tying the horse, it was still early.

Fu Ciyi ordered Fu Beimo to punch a few people.

When Fu Beimo was boxing, his eyes were sharp and his expression was serious, as if he had completely changed into a different person.

He punched powerfully, and he saw Li Xinheng and Ali eager to try on the side.

These two have no skills in the end, so they can only draw gourds and compare moves.

Yan Funing stood aside, her eyes staring straight at Fu Beimo's movements, although she was engrossed, she looked like a poor student who only watched and didn't practice.

Fu Ciyi's eyebrows moved slightly, and he pointed at Yan Funing with a ring ruler: "You, make two moves." ”

"Me?" She pointed to herself again.

"Yes." Fu Ciyi shook his head, "Xinheng and Ali are practicing along, what about you?" ”

"I'm practicing with my heart."

"Practice with heart?" Fu Ciyi wants to get angry, can he succeed by practicing just by his heart?

He clenched his fists and raised his hand to her: "Hit me." ”

Yan Funing's beautiful eyes lit up: "Can you really fight?" ”

She wanted to hit him several times, but she didn't have a chance, and she wasn't his opponent at all, so she didn't do it.

With such a good opportunity in front of her, she couldn't believe it.

Fu Ciyi raised his hand again: "Yes." ”

"You can't fight back, can you?"

"I'm not fighting back."

"That's good!"

Yan Funing smiled uncontrollably.

The little hand clenched his fist, and he posed in the posture of Fu Beimo's genius, and quickly attacked, hitting Fu Ciyi's chest and waist three times in a row.

But he quickly closed the move, and his eyebrows tightened.

"Shhh

She shook her hand, and her voice was a distinctly audible cry.

The already rippling eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the tails of the eyes quickly turned red.

Fu Ciyi only felt that the three punches were like a cat tickling, but the back of her hand was already red, as if she had been hurt a lot.

Immediately, his face sank, he grabbed her wrist and strode towards the stove.

Before Yan Funing could react, she was dragged by him.

Fu Beimo saw that the back of his sister-in-law's hand was injured, and he followed anxiously, but was stopped by Fu Ciyi: "You take Xinheng and Ali to continue to practice boxing." ”

"Oh." Fu Beimo looked at Yan Funing, "Sister-in-law, don't learn kung fu, I will learn well, and I will be able to protect my sister-in-law alone in the future." ”

"Beimo, I'm fine."

Yan Fu pinched the back of her hand, trying to break free from the hand on her wrist like iron tongs, but she couldn't break free.

Fu Beimo nodded, and then he came out of the stove.

Outside the stove, Li Xinheng and Ali looked inside.

Fu Beimo raised his hand and shook it in front of their eyes: "My brother takes care of my sister-in-law, let's practice boxing." ”

The two bowed their heads and obediently followed Fu Beimo to the courtyard.

In the stove room, Fu Ciyi took a cotton towel with one hand, soaked it in cold water, kneaded it dry, and pressed it on the back of her hand.

"Fu Ciyi, I still want to learn kung fu." She sniffed, "You think I'm right, right?" ”

He confessed: "The move is right, but you don't have the strength, and the punch is soft." ”

Her hands are softer.

And at this moment, the wrist he was pinching was even more slender, as if he used a little force, this wrist would be broken.

With such a delicate punch, even if she punches powerfully, how big can it be?

Unless there is an internal force.

But at present, she is in such a situation, and the three-legged cat can't learn the kung fu, let alone internal strength.

Yan Fu pursed her lips and muttered softly: "But I've already used a lot of force, it's your hard body, and I just hurt my hand." ”

Why is he so hard, like an iron wall?

Fu Ciyi was stunned when he heard this, and quickly retorted: "Yan Funing, once the villain has bad intentions, before you punch to protect yourself, he will tell you whether he is soft or hard?" ”

"You're right, I'm useless." She lowered her eyes and said in a lost voice, "It's me who is too squeamish." ”

Fu Ciyi said: "Squeamishness is squeamishness, but you can't be presumptuous because of this. ”

He wanted to say that it didn't hurt for a woman to be squeamish, and someone would take care of her in the future.

This came out of his mouth, and it seemed that it was not right, so he did not say it.

"I'll just press the cotton towel myself."

Yan Funing shrank her hand again, she was uncomfortable when she was clasped by him.

Especially the skin that was clamped by him, inexplicably gave birth to a burning heat.

Fu Ciyi let go of her wrist.

Yan Funing was relaxed for a while.

But he didn't want to, he soaked the cotton towel in cold water again, and covered the back of her hand again.

Not only that, but his long, bony fingers gently rubbed the back of her hand through the cotton towel......

Surprisingly gentle.

Such gentleness makes her creepy.

Yan Fu stammered: "I, I, I'm better, much better." ”

"How much better?"

Fu Ciyi stared at her slightly trembling eyelashes, wondering in her heart, she was sometimes inexplicably afraid of him, why?

Yan Fu frowned: "Really." ”

At this moment, Fu Nanyao and Wan Niang got up.

The two of them arrived at the door of the stove.

Seeing his brother holding his sister-in-law's hand, although it was through a cotton towel, it was enough to make Fu Nanyao happy.

She whispered to her mother, "Mother, my brother is holding my sister-in-law's hand." ”

The voice was excited, and he couldn't hide his joy.

Has my brother enlightened?

Hearing the sound, the two people in the stove room quickly separated and hurriedly went out.

Wan Niang smiled and patted her daughter's hand: "You child, this matter will be told to Wei Niang later, how can you say it to your face?" ”