The man looked at her deeply, and turned his back to the side.

Fu Ciyi never answered, and Yan Ning was very uncertain.

An hour of tea passed, and shoes and socks dried.

Fu Ciyi went outside the house with charcoal in tongs, soaked in water to extinguish, and left it in the corner of the wall to dry. When the charcoal basin cools, move it to the verandah outside the house.

Then he closed the door and window, cleaned his hands slowly, and then said slowly: "How do you want to sleep?" ”

Yan Fu raised her eyes to look at him: "We have been in bed together for more than two months, but I am afraid that we will have to sleep together today." It's just a quilt, you can't bear to ask me to sleep on the ground. ”

Fu Ciyi looked at her for a long time: "The two chairs are together, and you can probably sleep while sitting back." ”

She shook her head: "The chair is too hard to sleep." ”

Who told her to sleep on a chair?

Fu Ciyi chuckled: "I mean I sleep on the chair, and you sleep on the bed." Since you say so, then I will be wronged and sleep in bed with you. ”

"Huh?" Yan Fu choked.

He was long and reclined in a chair, and he could not lie down, and his legs and feet were uncomfortable. The night passed, and Ming'er decided to feel uncomfortable.

Then he patted the bed: "Go to sleep." ”

Fu Ciyi walked to the edge of the bed and looked at her condescendingly: "Are you inviting me to sleep together?" ”

"Sort of."

Yan Funing couldn't help but slander, as long as she wasn't asked to sleep on the ground or on a chair, what if she shared a pillow?

It's just that why did this ancient man talk so much nonsense?

Sure enough, he asked again, "Are you sure you won't do anything to me?" ”

The corners of Yan Funing's lips trembled: "Anyway, I'm a woman, you're a man, how can I say it, it's also me who suffers, right?" ”

Dare to say that he slept on the chair to prevent her from doing anything to him.

The conceited villain Fu Ciyi guarded her as if she would eat him.

After scolding in her heart, she straightened up on the bed, took off her clothes neatly, and threw back the dress that was around her waist to him, leaving her undershirt and shorts.

"Fu Ciyi, if I do something to you, I will be a puppy."

The delicate and soft voice was angry and annoyed.

It was very fun to tease her, and Fu Ciyi's eyes were full of interest.

The girl in front of her was so beautiful that she was delicate, Fleur's face was slightly red, her eyes were down, and her chest was probably rising and falling violently because of anger.

"If you do something to me, you don't need to admit that you are a puppy, just make me a purse."

He restrained his gaze, sat down on the edge of the bed, took off his trousers, and went to bed.

"Okay." Yan Fu Ning took a sip.

How could I possibly do anything to him?

Purses don't have to be done.

When he turned his eyes to see his legs, he exclaimed: "Fu Ciyi, your legs are so white!" ”

The man chuckled briefly: "Who is the disciple?" ”

Yan Funing was dissatisfied: "Didn't you also look at me?" ”

She brought her own leg to his, whiter than anyone else's.

Both eyes fell on each other's laps.

The skin of the woman's legs is delicate, and in comparison, hers is three points whiter than his.

The muscles of his legs could be clearly seen, and in this contrast, her legs were very delicate.

The atmosphere suddenly became eerie.

Yan Funing's eyes flashed slightly, and she quickly shrank to the head of the bed, and covered her legs with a quilt.

Fu Ciyi coughed lightly, slowly lifted the quilt, and sat in.

The couple sat at the head of the bed, silent.

After a long time, Yan Funing lay down: "I'll sleep first." ”

Fu Ciyi followed and lay down.

"You didn't blow out the candles?" She reached out and nudged him.

"No hands or feet." The man's voice was cold.

Yan Fu retracted her hand hurriedly and lay down properly.

Fu Ciyi raised his hand and waved, and the candle that was a foot away from the bed was instantly extinguished.

In the dark, Yan Fu swallowed his saliva, he had such skills. If the two-year period does not arrive, if she escapes, she will never be able to escape from his palm.

I was scared for a while, and the whole person lay straight and shrunk.

Fu Ciyi noticed that she was shaking, probably doing muscles.

Or because of the rain at night, this quilt is a spring and autumn quilt, which is much thinner than the winter quilt.

His eyebrows frowned slightly, and he asked coldly: "Are you cold?" ”

"It's not cold, it's just that the bed is narrow." She took a deep breath, "This bed is narrow, and the two of us lie down, and we don't have room to stretch out." ”

Fu Ciyi: "I'll just say that your sleeping position is not good." ”

Yan Funing: "Nonsense! I'm in a good sleeping position! ”

He asked, "Then what are you shaking?" ”

"I didn't tremble." She broke up the topic, "How do you say that Mr. and Mrs. Hao sleep?" ”

He joked in his voice: "They are a real couple, how do you say to sleep?" ”

"When I didn't ask."

"Sleep."

"Oh."

She moved, her leg coldly touching his, and she hurriedly moved to the edge of the bed.

The woman's skin is smooth and crispy.

The slippery touch was gone in an instant, and Fu Ciyi's body was not yet tense, and he found that she moved back to him.

"The pillow is gone." She explained in a super whisper, "I didn't mean to be near you. ”

Fortunately, at this moment, she only leaned her head close to him, and her whole body slipped into sleep.

Just when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, his arms were suddenly hugged by two delicate arms.

"Yan Funing, you did it to me, you owe me a purse."

Yan Funing was also in a daze, and when she heard his voice at this moment, she suddenly woke up, let go of his arms with both hands, and stepped back unconsciously.

Bang.

Fell to the ground!

Immediately burst into tears.

Fu Ciyi hurriedly got out of bed, lit candles, and helped the person from the ground to the bed.

"Where did it hurt? I'll rub it for you. ”

He went to check her head, for fear she would hit her head.

Yan Funing cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, patted her body, and muttered in a low voice: "My butt hurts." ”

Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes and chuckled.

"Don't laugh!" She cried even louder.

The man hurriedly made a silent gesture: "Don't cry, if you want to cry, be quiet." ”

"Why?" She asked with teary eyes as she rubbed her aching buttocks.

"There are many masters living nearby, and if they hear about it, they will think that what happened to me to you."

"Oh." She sobbed quietly.

Fu Ciyi stretched out his hand to help her wipe her tears, and sighed: "Okay, I'll sleep in your arms." ”

She sniffed, and the ripples in her eyes continued: "I don't want to hug you." ”

The voice was extremely aggrieved.

Soon the two lay down again, and Fu Ciyi extinguished the candle again.

In the dark, he gave her his arm: "Hold." ”

"I don't."

"Huh?"

Just one word, with a long tail note, with a cold aura, as if she couldn't disobey his orders at will.

Yan Fu obediently reached over and hugged his arm loosely.

At this moment, as far as Fu Ciyi is concerned, it is acceptable.

However, she quickly fell asleep and gradually hugged his arm in front of her.

Not only that, but later pressed his delicate body on his arm and slept soundly.

Fu Ciyi's whole arm stiffened, and his limbs stiffened in an instant.

Her hair fell on his chest, and through the thin undergarment, it was obviously extremely light, but it seemed to be a thousand pounds pressed on his heart.

He brought it on himself.

Seek guilt on yourself.

Listening to the sound of the rain hitting the eaves outside the house, it should have been a comfortable and comfortable sleeping environment, but he actually lost sleep.

Leaving her by his side, he wanted to torture her, but he didn't want to torture himself!

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