After he was fully dressed, he took two steps towards her side of the bed.
He still couldn't decide whether to tell her or not.
If she hadn't slept enough and woke someone up, it really shouldn't have happened.
Yan Funing was sleeping in a daze, half awake and half awake. She felt a shadow in front of her eyes and squinted her eyes.
It was okay if she didn't open this slit, but when she opened it, her eyes widened in shock.
She saw someone who was usually cold and cold standing at the head of her bed, staring at her.
Staring at her with fury.
With a jolt, the sleepy man immediately ran away.
"You, what do you think of me like that?"
It was scary that he looked at her like that.
A faint blush gradually appeared on Fu Ciyi's handsome face.
He put his fist to his lips, coughed tactically, and said hoarsely: "Yours, there is leakage."
"Huh?" Yan Funing opened the quilt and took a look, "No. Ah."
Fu Ciyi didn't know whether to say that his pants were stained. If so, she might not know how to check her body.
When he thought of this, he was at a loss...
So she had no choice but to say: "Then I'm going out, you can sleep for a while."
Yan Funing moved in the bed, her voice was as soft as when she just woke up: "By the way, there is a basket of vegetables in the woodshed. You take me to the restaurant and tell Uncle Liu and Uncle Yu to share it among themselves.”
“Okay.”
The man agreed and hurriedly left the house.
Yan Funing stretched out in bed and continued to sleep peacefully.
I have to say that someone's body is really warm. After this night, her stomach doesn't hurt much anymore.
After sleeping for another half an hour, she got up.
As he lifted the quilt and was about to fold it up, she discovered his pants.
Yesterday, he deliberately wore underpants to sleep, and his skin did not come into contact with hers. He was quite a gentleman.
The corners of Yan Funing's lips curved, and she picked up his trousers to fold them up, but she didn't want her to find a trace of blood.
Bloodstains?
She piled all the quilts on the bedside. The sheets were very clean, and she quickly turned to look at her pants.
As expected, there was a trace of blood behind the buttocks.
Oh my God!
In other words, it leaked out when he was sleeping with her in his arms last night, and it happened to be stained on the front of his pants.
No wonder he stared at her so early in the morning.
So embarrassing!
Isn’t it possible that an innocent person has any psychological shadow?
After all, this blood is...
She had to coax him and stroke his hair.
But, what are you going to do today?
Pocket!
Yes, make the purse today and embroider it for him.
Making up her mind, Yan Funing changed her pants, got dressed properly and opened the door.
Fu Beimo, who was sitting in the main room, saw the door to the west wing finally opened and trotted over.
"Brother said that sister-in-law is not feeling well and asked us not to disturb you. Sister-in-law, are you feeling better now?"
"Better."
Yan Funing smiled slightly and went to wash up.
After finishing the morning meal, she stuffed the two bloody pants into the tub 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.
As soon as she left the yard, Fu Beimo and Meng Li followed, and even Caiyu followed.
Yan Funing turned to look at them: "Why are you all following me?" Fu Beimo: "The Hu family is bad, you should be careful!"
Meng Li: "Yes, The incident happened by the river last time. The young master went to school, so we should take care of my sister-in-law."
Caiyu reached out to hold the wooden basin: "If you want to wash your clothes, just call me."< br>
Yan Funing refused to give her the wooden basin: "I can wash these myself."
Caiyu knew that she was strong and did not dare to snatch it, but asked: "Why don't you want me to wash it?"
Fu Beimo smiled and said: "You must not wash them cleanly."
Caiyu: "Master Beimo, don't talk nonsense."
Yan Funing said softly: "I can wash my pants myself. Done.”
Caiyu glanced into the wooden basin: "Why do I see that there is a pair of pants that are quite big, they don't look like a girl's."
Fu Beimo came up curiously and took a look too: "I know. It must be my brother's. Since my sister-in-law came to our house, my brother's clothes have been washed by her."
Yan Funing choked and finally said: "Yes, this item does belong to Fu Ciyi. He. He’s my husband, I just wash his pants.”
Don’t let anyone know that she stained his pants with blood.
Then I walked a few steps quickly and got off the river dock to wash my pants.
Caiyu followed her and asked in a low voice: "Miss, are you getting that stuff on your pants?"
Yan Funing blinked, made a silent gesture, and looked at the woman standing there again. Two teenagers chatting on the shore.
Caiyu understood and used her body to block her lady's action of washing her pants.
Fu Beimo bent down to pick up a few stones and threw them across the river.
"I also want my sister-in-law to wash my clothes, but my brother asks my sister to wash my clothes." He turned to Meng Li and muttered, "The clothes my sister-in-law washes are fragrant, but the clothes my sister washes have little fragrance."
Meng Li also picked up a few stones and floated them in water. After hearing what Fu Beimo said, he couldn't help but said: "The clothes washed by Miss Nanyao should also be fragrant."
"How do you know?" Fu Beimo asked him , "Could it be that my sister has washed your clothes?"
"How dare I? I wore clothes sewn by Miss Nanyao, and the clothes she sewn are delicious."
"Hmph. "Why don't the clothes she sewed for me smell good?" Fu Beimo was unhappy. He turned around and saw that Meng Li's stones could split open water splashes, "Teach me a lesson."
Meng Li showed him the hand gesture of pinching the stone: "You have to pinch it like this and chop it out diagonally. Don't throw it directly, let alone throw it away."
Fu Beimo threw a piece over in a dignified manner. Although it was only a splash, the splash was very beautiful, so he threw another piece.
Although the two teenagers were playing in the water, they would turn their heads warily as soon as the footsteps of someone approaching the river port were heard.
Finding that the visitor was not the Hu family, they continued playing.
Not long after, Yan Funing washed her pants.
Caiyu helped carry the wooden basin and reminded in a low voice: "If the water is cold, you cannot wash it at this time."
Yan Funing smiled: "The river water is not cold now, it will be fine if you just wash it."
The two walked forward, and the two young men followed.
Back home, Yan Funing dried her pants.
I thought of embroidering my purse, but I didn’t know how to do it, so I asked Fu Nanyao.
Fu Nanyao was sewing clothes in the east wing. When he saw her coming in, he patted the edge of the bed: "Sister-in-law, sit down quickly."
"Whose clothes are you sewing?"
Fu Nanyao gestured to her mother: "It's for mother."
Yan Funing nodded: "Well, this color suits the skin color, mother wears it. "It's beautiful."
Wan Niang smiled with a vacant look: "I am a blind person, no matter how beautiful the clothes are on me, I can't see them."
Yan Funing sat next to her mother-in-law. , leaned his head and rubbed his mother-in-law's shoulder: "We can see that Mom is beautifully dressed and we like it when we see it. Mom, do you know how beautiful you are?"
"This child Funing can warm my heart." Wan Niang caressed her back lovingly, "As a mother, I have long forgotten what I look like."
"Then I tell mother, Mom looks young, only in her twenties."
Wan Niang couldn't help but pinch her face: "Why is my son so good at talking? Mom is already thirty-seven. How can you look like you are only in your twenties?" (End of Chapter)