Chapter 205: Shun Mao Brushes Him

When he was fully dressed, he took two steps to the head of her bed.

He still couldn't figure out whether to tell her or not.

In case she hasn't slept enough and wakes people up, she really shouldn't have been.

Yan Funing was sleeping in a daze, as if she was awake, she felt that there was a shadow in front of her, and her eyes squinted.

It's okay if you don't open this slit, and when she opens it, her eyes widen in surprise.

I saw someone standing at the head of her bed, staring at her.

stared at her creepy.

A spirit, the sleepy insect ran away.

"You, what do you think of me like this?"

It was strange and scary for him to look at her like this.

Fu Ciyi's handsome face gradually rose a thin red.

He put his fist to his lips, coughed tactically, and said in a dumb voice: "You one, there is oozing." ”

"Huh?" Yan Funing lifted the quilt and looked, "No." ”

Fu Ciyi didn't know whether to say that his pants were dyed, and if she did, she might not know how to check her body.

He was overwhelmed by the thought of this......

So he had no choice but to say, "Then I'll go out, and you can sleep again." ”

Yan Funing moved in the quilt, and her voice was a soft voice when she just woke up: "By the way, there is a basket of vegetables in the firewood room, you can help me take it to the restaurant, and ask Uncle Liu and Uncle Yu to divide themselves." ”

"Okay."

The man replied and hurried out of the house.

Yan Funing stretched out in the quilt and continued to sleep peacefully.

I have to say that someone's body is really hot, and after this night, her stomach doesn't hurt too much.

After another half an hour of sleep, she got up.

When he lifted the quilt and was about to fold it, she found his pants.

Yesterday he deliberately slept in underwear, his skin did not touch her, and he was quite a gentleman.

The corners of Yan Funing's lips curved, and she picked up his underwear and prepared to fold them, but she didn't want her to find a trace of blood.

Bloodstain?

She piled all the quilts at the head of the bed, the sheets were clean, and turned her head to look at her pants.

Sure enough, there was also a smear of blood on the back of the buttocks.

Oh, my God!

In this way, when he was sleeping with her in his arms last night, it oozed out and stained right in front of his pants.

No wonder he was staring at her early in the morning.

It's embarrassing!

Innocent someone shouldn't have a psychological shadow, right?

After all, this blood is ......

She had to coax him and brush his hair.

It's just, how to do it today?

Pouch!

Yes, make the purse today and embroider it on it.

After making up her mind, Yan Funing changed her pants, dressed properly and opened the door.

Fu Beimo, who was sitting in the hall, saw that the door of the west wing room finally opened, and trotted over.

"My brother said that my sister-in-law is uncomfortable, so let's stop arguing with you. Sister-in-law, are you going to feel better? ”

"It's better."

Yan Fu smiled slightly and went to wash.

When she was done eating, she stuffed two bloody trousers into a wooden basin and carried them to the river.

The blood stains on her pants were inconvenient for others to see, so she piled her trouser legs on top of them.

As soon as she left the courtyard, Fu Beimo and Meng Li followed, and even Caiyu followed.

Yan Funing turned her head to look at them: "What are you all doing with me?" ”

Fu Beimo: "The Hu family is bad, you should guard against it!" ”

Meng Li: "Yes, the last time it happened by the river, the son went to the school, we should take care of the sister-in-law." ”

Caiyu reached out to carry the wooden basin: "The girl wants to wash her clothes, call me and do it." ”

Yan Funing refused to give her the wooden basin: "I will wash these myself." ”

Caiyu knew that she had a lot of strength, so she didn't dare to grab it, so she only asked, "Why don't you want me to wash it?" ”

Fu Beimo smiled: "It must be that you are not clean." ”

Caiyu: "Don't talk nonsense. ”

Yan Funing said softly: "I'll wash the pants myself." ”

Caiyu glanced into the wooden basin: "How can I see that there is a pair of pants that are quite big, not like a girl's." ”

Fu Beimo came up curiously and also took a look: "I know, it must be my brother's, since my sister-in-law came to our house, my brother's clothes are all washed by my sister-in-law." ”

Yan Fu choked for a moment, and finally said: "Yes, this is indeed Fu Ciyi's, he is my husband, I will wash his pants." ”

No one should know that she had blood on his pants.

So I walked a few steps briskly and went down to the river port to wash my pants.

Caiyu followed her side and asked in a low voice, "Miss, do you have something on your pants?" ”

Yan Fu blinked, made a silent gesture, and then looked at the two teenagers standing on the shore chatting.

Caiyu understood, so she used her body to block the action of her young lady scrubbing her pants.

Fu Beimo bent down and picked up a few stones and threw them across the river.

"I also want my sister-in-law to wash, but my brother asked my sister to wash my clothes." He turned his head and muttered to Meng Li, "The clothes washed by my sister-in-law are fragrant, and the clothes washed by my sister have very little fragrance." ”

Meng Li also picked up a few stones, and when he heard what Fu Beimo said, he couldn't help but say, "Miss Nanyao's clothes should also be fragrant." ”

"How do you know?" Fu Beimo asked him, "Could it be that my sister washed your clothes?" ”

"How dare I? I wore the clothes that Miss Nan Yao sewed, and the clothes she sewed were fragrant. ”

"Hmph, why isn't the clothes she sewed for me fragrant?" Fu Beimo was unhappy, and turned his eyes to see Meng Li's stones thrown over, which could split the water splashes, "You teach me." ”

Meng Li showed him the gesture of pinching the stone: "You have to pinch it like this, split it diagonally, don't throw it directly, let alone throw it." ”

Fu Beimo threw a piece of it in style, although it was only a splash, but the splash was very beautiful, so he threw another piece.

Although the two teenagers were playing in the water, as long as the footsteps of someone approaching the river port were heard, they would turn their heads vigilantly.

found out that the person who came was not the Hu family, so they continued to play.

After a while, Yan Funing washed her pants.

Caiyu helped carry the wooden basin and reminded in a low voice: "If the water is cold, you can't wash it at this time." ”

Yan Funing smiled: "The river is not cold now, just wash it and it will be fine." ”

The two men walked forward, and the two teenagers followed.

Back home, Yan Funing dried her pants.

Thinking of embroidering on the purse, he didn't know it, so he went to ask Fu Nanyao.

Fu Nanyao was sewing clothes in the east wing, and when she saw her come in, she patted the edge of the bed: "Sister-in-law, sit down." ”

"Whose garment are you sewing?"

Fu Nanyao gestured to his mother: "For my mother." ”

Yan Fu nodded her head: "Well, this color sets the skin tone, and my mother looks good in it." ”

Wan Niang smiled with a blank look: "I'm a blind man, no matter how beautiful the clothes I wear on my body, I can't see myself." ”

Yan Funing sat next to her mother-in-law, leaned over and rubbed her head on her mother-in-law's shoulder: "We can see, my mother is dressed beautifully and beautifully, let's like it when we see it." Mother, do you know how beautiful you are? ”

"Fu Ning, this child, can warm my heart." Wan Niang caressed her back lovingly, "For my mother, I have long forgotten what I look like." ”

"Then I'll tell my mother, my mother looks young, only in her twenties."

Wan Niang couldn't help but twist her face: "Why is my little mouth so good at talking?" My mother is thirty-six, how can I look at being in my twenties? ”