He took a step towards her.

The tall man had long legs, and he took her two steps back together.

The distance between the two shortened instantly.

Yan Fu Ning retreated again.

Unexpectedly, he approached her again.

An invisible sense of oppression enveloped her, and her intuition told her that Fu Ciyi was very unhappy.

Inexplicably, where did she provoke him?

Until she was forced to stop by hitting her hip against the bookcase, he was still closing in on her.

Yan Funing had to reach out and push on his chest.

"Fu Ciyi, you, what do you want to do?"

The already delicate voice trembled, and the long, curled eyelashes trembled.

Even he could feel her palms shaking.

At this moment, she looks extremely delicate and deceitful......

Fu Ciyi's Adam's apple rolled, her body was slightly on one side, and her long arm stretched out to her waist.

His breathing came from his ears, which frightened Yan Funing's heartbeat.

Fu Ciyi reached out and opened the drawer of the bookcase and took a mirror from it.

"I'll send you."

The voice was low and deep.

Yan Funing withdrew the hand that was resting on his chest and looked at the mirror on his hand.

The hand-held mirror is the size of a palm, and the back is carved, and the look is pleasing to see.

Send a mirror to be so close to her?

At this moment, she had a wall on her right, a bookcase on her back, and him in front, so she had to quietly move to the left.

Hiding his hand behind his back, he shook his head and refused: "I don't want it." ”

"Why not? There are no mirrors in the house. ”

Shouldn't a woman look in the mirror when she dresses up?

"You give it to Nanyao."

"Her share is indispensable." He handed it to her again, "Take it." ”

Don't force him to grab her hand, let her take it.

His patience is limited.

Yan Funing shook her head again: "Women shouldn't accept men's things easily. ”

It was he who told her to be reserved.

Fu Ciyi was like a fish in his throat.

After thinking for a moment, he said in a commanding tone: "You crossed the line that night, and I will punish you to take the mirror." ”

"Huh?" She then raised her eyes to look at him, "Is there such a punishment?" ”

For days, she had not been able to look at him properly.

She tilted her head at the moment, and her gaze gently broke into his eyes.

Looking at each other, he said, "Yes, or do you want to do it another way?" ”

The voice was hoarse and dull in the middle of the night.

In front of her, her beautiful eyes were clear but panicked, as if her actions had scared her.

Yan Funing accepted the mirror and thanked her in a low voice.

She didn't want to ask what way she could, and it wouldn't be easier to punish her than to accept the mirror.

Fu Ciyi's eyebrows stretched, and he quickly paced out of the room.

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Early the next morning, several people were ready to run and exercise, but they didn't wait for Yan Fu to get up.

Fu Beimo knocked on the door of the West Wing: "Sister-in-law hasn't gotten up yet?" ”

shouted a few times in succession, but did not hear a response.

"Stop shouting." Fu Ciyi pulled Fu Beimo away, entered the room by himself, and closed the door.

On the bed, Yan Funing was still asleep.

Fu Ciyi walked to the edge of the bed, leaned over, and patted her shoulder gently: "Yan Funing, is it uncomfortable?" ”

Yan Funing shrank her little face in the quilt, shook her head, and said in a daze: "I'm so sleepy, let me sleep again." ”

Fu Ciyi went out and closed the door.

Li Xinheng said softly: "I went to the county seat yesterday, and I came and went, and the girl was tired. ”

Fu Ciyi: "I guess it is." ”

A few people ran along the river.

After running back, Zama practiced boxing, and the door of the west wing was kept closed.

Fu Nanyao shouted to eat in the hall, Fu Beimo and Ali ran to the hall, and Li Xinheng went home.

And Fu Ciyi entered the West Wing again.

At this moment, Yan Funing was still asleep, her eyebrows furrowed, and she looked as if she was enduring discomfort.

Fu Ciyi wanted to probe her forehead, but his hand finally froze halfway, and finally patted her shoulder through the quilt.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yan Funing slowly opened her eyes: "Fu Ciyi, can you help me call my mother and Nanyao?" I'm feeling a little sick. ”

"Okay."

He quickly left the house.

Not long after, Wan Niang and Fu Nanyao entered the West Wing.

Fu Ciyi ate in the hall, looked at the courtyard, and saw his sister go out of the west wing, enter the east wing, and then go to the west wing.

Later, he also came to the stove room to bring morning food to the west wing.

Fu Ciyijun frowned, what happened to her?

After a while, the mother and daughter went back to the hall to continue their meal.

Fu Beimo and Ali ate quickly, talked to Wan Niang, and the two took hoes to weed in the field.

Taking advantage of the absence of the two and a half sons, Wanniang said to the eldest son: "Fu Ning came to the menstrual period, it is estimated that she was tired yesterday, and the abdominal pain is unbearable today." There is no brown sugar at home, so if you boil ginger water with brown sugar and drink it, it can relieve a lot. ”

Fu Ciyi quickly finished eating the morning meal, got up and went back to the room.

Soon, he came to the hall again and gave Fu Nanyao a mirror: "You take care of her, I'll go to town." ”

Seeing the beautiful mirror, Fu Nanyao said happily: "Brother, don't worry! As he spoke, he asked his mother to touch the pattern on the back of the mirror, "Mother, you see, my brother still loves my sister." ”

Fu Ciyi strode towards the entrance of the village.

Li Xinheng had just finished breakfast, Yan Funing couldn't practice boxing today, and probably wouldn't go into the mountains to dig medicinal herbs, so he planned to drive to earn some money.

Fu Ciyi entered the courtyard of the Li family: "Xinheng, I'm in a hurry and go to the town." ”

When Li Xinheng heard this, he hurriedly set up the car.

At this moment, Yan Funing used some food and fell asleep again.

By the time she woke up again, it was past the end of the day.

She sat up on the bed, and after only a moment, Fu Ciyi brought in a bowl of hot brown sugar ginger water.

"My mother said that drinking this is good for your body, you drink and see." He put the bowl on the head of the bed and said warmly, "It didn't take long to cook, be careful of scalding." ”

Yan Fu glanced at the soup in the bowl and wondered, "I haven't bought brown sugar, where did this brown sugar come from?" ”

"My brother went to the town to buy it, and when he came back from it, he cooked it in the stove, and it kept boiling, and when he heard the sound of his sister-in-law getting up, he brought it over."

Fu Nanyao pinched the mirror and entered the house.

She sat at the head of the bed and looked in the mirror for Yan Funing: "Sister-in-law, look at the mirror that my brother gave me, isn't it beautiful?" ”

Yan Funing nodded: "Beautiful." ”

"I think it's pretty too." Fu Nanyao said, "We don't have a mirror at home, I plan to put it in the hall, let's use it together." ”

Yan Funing glanced at Fu Ciyi quickly, lowered her eyes and said, "Your brother also gave me one side, you can keep this side for yourself." ”

Fu Nanyao looked up at the brother who was standing: "Really? ”

Fu Ciyi said "um" and walked out of the house.

Fu Nanyao approached Yan Funing and said softly: "Sister-in-law, don't you think my brother is interested in you?" The mirrors were all sent. ”

Yan Funing pursed her lips and didn't say how she collected the mirror.

I don't think it's okay for him to send a mirror.

There are three women in the family, and his mother-in-law is blind and can't use a mirror, so he wants to buy one for his sister, so he buys hers by the way.

That's pretty much it.

However, she was grateful that he could help buy brown sugar.

The sister-in-law and sister-in-law talked about the conversation.

After Fu Nanmiao came out of the West Wing, Fu Ciyi entered.

He took a soup spoon and put it in the bowl, and tested the temperature outside the bowl with his fingertips: "It's not hot at the moment, do you want me to feed you?" ”

(End of chapter)