Fu Ciyi noticed that she was absent-minded, so he asked: "Is there something on your mind?"
Yan Funing pursed her lips: "No, no."
This gesture of being embraced by him from behind , it really makes people blush and heartbeat, and an inexplicable sense of shame slowly rises in my heart.
The man looked at the red tips of her ears, his Adam's apple rolled, and his arms around her body tightened.
“You should concentrate on painting.”
The voice is indifferent and pleasant.
The girl is soft and slender, with a slender waist, just like the weak curls of a willow.
After several attempts at restraint, his palms finally came close to her waist.
Under his palm, even through her clothes, he could feel that her waist seemed boneless.
The palms of her hands suddenly felt itchy, and sinister thoughts came to mind. What would she be like if she didn't pinch her waist through her clothes?
Yan Funing's body trembled again.
With him in his arms like this, unable to escape, how could she concentrate on painting?
I don’t know if it’s right or wrong to come here to paint with him tonight?
Occasionally, he was still holding her hand and drawing on the rice paper.
“Fu Ciyi, you don’t have to hug me.”
"You're shaking," he said.
The implication is that he wants her to draw better?
Yan Funing cursed secretly, a dog man.
But I have to admit that he has extremely high painting quality. With just a few strokes, an outstanding sword fell on the rice paper.
At this moment, the candlelight flickered, and the two figures fell to one side, like a loving couple.
His hair and hers were hanging down, mixed and intertwined, and it was hard to tell which ones were his and which ones were hers.
Suddenly, a cool breeze blew at the door.
The wind suddenly increased, and the door of the outer room blew open with a loud bang.
Yan Funing shrank down either because of fear or because of the cold night wind.
To the man, this move meant that she was leaning sideways into his arms. What followed was that the delicate fragrance of her daughter's house penetrated his nose continuously.
Not only that, the girl's neck was as white as butter, right under his nose.
He let go of the wolf brush and stroked her neck.
The neck is slender, as if it were carefully carved from the finest warm and soft white jade.
Yan Funing pursed her lips, her eyelashes trembled, what was Crazy Punishing going to do?
As if by chance, the man lowered his head and pressed his thin, cool lips to the skin on the side of her neck.
"You!"
Yan Funing's eyes widened in shock, but she did not dare to resist at all.
She was afraid that crazy criticism would make her angry.
By then, she won’t even know how he saved her life.
Fu Ciyi slightly let go of her neck, his breathing gradually became heavier, and he slowly pressed towards the corners of her lips.
"Madam, be good."
Almost whispering, coaxingly.
Then, the thin lips touched the side of her neck again.
Kissing and sucking, extremely flirtatious.
The neck was numb and itchy, and Yan Funing bit her lips tightly.
His throat made a soft sound uncontrollably.
She closed her eyes tightly in panic.
The Langhao pen that was originally so persistent fell down, and the ink smeared on the rice paper.
It was as if there was confusion in my heart.
Clearing things is still chaotic, but ignoring them is even more chaotic.
Her breathing was disordered and her heart was pounding. She couldn't bear it anymore, so she stretched out her hand to push him.
The man let her go, picked her up and sat on his desk, Ruifeng eyes stared into hers closely: "What's wrong?"
Yan Funing raised her eyelids, her eyes Full of confusion: "I have no strength."
My eyes, which were already watery, were filled with mist at this moment.
The man's eyebrows moved slightly: "Huh?"
What kind of strength did she use?
Yan Funing stretched out her hand: "I can't hold the pen anymore..."
He kissed her until her hands were weak and her legs were even softer. "Idiot." Fu Ciyi fondly tapped the tip of her nose, "Why are you so cute?"
The corners of her lips couldn't help but rise. The girl in front of her looked ignorant of the world, pure and innocent. , making him feel indescribable emotions welling up in his heart.
Hearing him say she was cute, Yan Funing choked up: "Kittens and puppies are also very cute, why don't you kiss them?"
The man coughed: "Because you are soft."
He has always been I don’t like cats and dogs.
Yan Funing heard the sound and muttered: "Kittens and puppies are also very soft."
Fu Ciyi grabbed her hand and touched his ears: "My ears are also soft."
Yan Funing kneaded his ears unceremoniously and exclaimed: "Ah, they are really soft."
Suddenly, she withdrew her hands and cursed in a low voice: "You are a prodigal son." "
The man was not annoyed at all. He picked up the "Gentleman's Guide" with his long and strong fingers and handed it to her.
Yan Funing reacted suddenly, grabbed the "Gentleman's Guide" and put it down.
“You mean I kissed your Adam’s apple that night, and you want to take it back today?” Immediately he became angry, his chest heaving with anger, “Then how can you account for the fact that you kissed my heart?”< br>
The man put his fist to his lips and coughed softly: "With your permission, if you feel that you are at a disadvantage, just kiss it on my heart."
After a slight pause, he added: "As for when, it's up to you."
Remembering that she had said she was not wronged, Yan Funing sighed: "Forget it."
She just had her neck gnawed by a wolf and dog tonight.
Seeing that she wanted to put down her desk, Fu Ciyi hugged her down.
Seeing that the original drawing was obliterated by ink, Yan Funing sighed and stared at him standing next to her with her beautiful eyes.
“It’s all you.”
Fu Ciyi was in a very happy mood: “Yes, blame me.”
“I don’t know how good Brother Li is at swordsmanship. I was thinking about this The first time I made a sword for Bei Mo and Ali, I also made one for him. Their names would be engraved on the sword, and the patterns on the hilt would also be painted. "
As for Caiyu. , she was going to customize a dagger for her.
It is more convenient for women to carry a dagger with them.
Looking at the tangled black mass, Yan Funing crumpled up the rice paper and threw it into the wastebasket.
“It’s up to you.” Fu Ciyi spread the paper again.
"No more painting tonight."
The study is too dangerous, she wants to escape.
He fled back to the bedroom and looked into the dressing mirror anxiously. The red mark on the side of his fair neck was very obvious.
Oops, he planted strawberries.
He definitely did it on purpose.
He returned to the study angrily, his soft voice rising.
“Fu Ciyi, look at the good things you have done!”
While speaking, he tilted his head to reveal the red mark on his neck.
The man was picking up a book from the bookshelf when he heard the sound and turned around.
Admiring it for a moment, he nodded and praised: "Not bad, good-looking."
Yan Funing didn't know where the courage came from, and ignored the fear gradually rising in her heart, she quickly walked over and tiptoed towards him. ’s ear, wanting to bite his ear.
He knew that kissing the neck would leave a mark, and he continued to kiss her for a long time. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. The fear he felt when he kissed her just now disappeared.
His ears were so soft. If she applied force, could she chew off a piece of flesh?
She must let him know at the right time that she is not someone to be trifled with!
Rabbits will bite when they are anxious!
Fu Ciyi could see the intense anger in her eyes, which was very much like him when he was a child, as cruel as a cub.
His big palm pushed her Tianling Gai and pushed her away at arm's length.
"Want to bite me?"
Yan Funing smiled with smart eyes, a little cunning: "If I wanted to kiss you, would you believe it?"
"No." The man said bluntly, "You You want to bite me."
Yan Funing choked and didn't answer.
Fu Ciyi reached out and lifted her chin: "If you really want to bite me, you can bite me wherever you can with clothes."
He had offended her just now, and he should suffer the consequences. (End of this chapter)