As he thought about it, the strength in his hands unknowingly increased.
Yan Funing frowned and cried out in pain: "You pinched me."
Fu Ciyi was startled and then came back to his senses.
Clenched his fist and tapped his forehead with his knuckles, forcing back the ridiculous thoughts that almost appeared in his mind.
"I will be lighter."
His voice was unexpectedly hoarse.
"Then I'll give you another chance." Yan Funing muttered, crossed her legs again, and called him, "You have to start slowly."
Fu Ciyi "Yeah "I heard a rare joke: "My husband listens to my wife."
After this, he didn't use any force at all when squeezing.
“Well, this will be good, the strength is just right.”
Yan Funing closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
After being pressed like this for a quarter of an hour, she opened her eyes: "Okay, I won't call you anymore. If you press it for too long, your hands will get sore. We don't know what will happen when the results are released tomorrow. . ”
If he is in high school, he might really have social activities.
But the man patted her back: "Shall I give you a pat on the back?"
Hearing this, Yan Funing turned her head to look at him: "You brought this up yourself, not me. Yours.”
The man nodded: "Yeah."
Yan Funing lay on the bed, bent her arms, and rested her face on them.
“You press it.”
The pajamas hung down smoothly and pressed against the shape of her back perfectly.
The waist is slender and concave, the hips are bulging, and the curves are exquisite, which teases people's heartstrings for no reason.
Fu Ciyi's Adam's apple rolled twice.
He pressed her temples, why should he not mention it other than to massage her back? But he had already mentioned it, so he had to give her some pressure no matter what.
The hand slowly pressed on her back, and then he realized that her bones seemed to be soft.
After all, I didn’t dare to use force, just like before, I almost didn’t use force.
Yan Funing enjoyed it happily, closed her eyes and praised: "It's a good thing."
Gradually, her breathing became longer.
Fu Ciyi looked sideways and called softly: "Yan Funing?"
What answered him was her gentle breathing, indicating that she was asleep.
Thinking that it was inappropriate for her to sleep on her stomach like this, he slowly turned her over.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned her over, she hugged his thigh tightly.
Teach him to freeze up.
I don’t know whether her hand was accidental or intentional. If she moved one more inch...
This move made him push her away in a hurry.
Being pushed by him, and the movement was really big, Yan Funing's body moved, and then she woke up in a daze.
"What's wrong?" She sat up, rubbed her eyes that could no longer be opened, and then yawned, "I'm so sleepy after you pressed me down, I'm going to sleep first."
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After saying that, he actually lay down and fell asleep again.
Fu Ciyi held his forehead and pinched his eyebrows.
After a long sigh, he lay down and covered her with the quilt.
The next day, the couple got up early.
I finished washing up early, had breakfast, and got ready to read the list.
Before I even left the gate of the guild hall, I heard the loud sound of gongs and drums gradually approaching.
Not only did they hear it, but the candidates who had not yet seen the results also heard it, and everyone hurriedly left the hall.
It turned out that the honor guard of the Ministry of Rites came to welcome the number one scholar.
The officers and soldiers beating gongs and drums led the way, followed by the officers and soldiers holding high victory plaques, and the officers and soldiers leading the horses. The group came in a mighty manner.
Many people also gathered at the entrance of the nearby clubhouse.
Everyone was watching to see which house the honor guard from the Ministry of Etiquette was going to announce the good news.
The outermost one is Gaosheng Guild Hall. The honor guard marched slowly past their guild hall without stopping or showing any intention of slowing down. The shopkeeper of the guild hall, the staff, and the guests staying at the hotel were all shocked.
“What’s going on?”
“This year’s top pick is not from Gaosheng Hall?”
Such discussions are endless.
Looking at the etiquette department and the others, they passed the entrance of the high school hall and then the Dongliang hall...
There was still no intention of stopping them.
People’s discussion gradually became louder.
Someone said loudly: "The people from the Ministry of Rites did go to greet the number one scholar. Maybe the number one scholar does not live here in the guild hall, but lives in a nearby place. The people from the Ministry of Rites just happened to pass by."
"Isn't it? It must be so."
Many people agreed, not believing that the No. 1 Scholar Guild could produce another No. 1 scholar.
Someone else said loudly: "Maybe I really went to the Zhuangyuan Hall. After all, the results of the Zhuangyuan Hall this time are pretty good. At least the champion is in the Zhuangyuan Hall."
It immediately aroused the denial of others: "It is said that Chunwei Huiyuan is the Jieyuan of Jinzhou. If he wins the first place, he will win three yuan in a row. I have been in the government for hundreds of years, how many people have won three yuan in a row?"
This statement As soon as it came out, there were many people who nodded.
After all, each exam has a different marker, and each marker has a different subjective judgment.
The most important thing is that the results of the palace examination are determined by the emperor.
Therefore, people who can win three yuan in a row have been very few throughout the ages.
When people said this, the shopkeeper of the Zhuangyuan Guild Hall clenched his fists.
At this moment, he was more nervous than he was to take the first prize exam.
Yan Funing was also nervous. She went to grab Fu Ciyi's sleeve, but unexpectedly caught his finger.
Fu Ciyi grabbed her hand with his backhand and squeezed it hard, indicating that she shouldn't be nervous.
At this moment, Yan Funing was not only nervous, but also a little panicked.
She hopes that someone will be the top pick in high school, but she is also afraid that he will fail.
Speaking of the reason for fear, if he really wins three yuan in a row, it will be the same as the plot in the book.
In this way, will her entanglement with him continue to go like in the book?
This is why she is afraid.
Under the gaze of everyone, the honor guard of the Ministry of Rites arrived at the entrance of the Zhuangyuan Hall.
An official came out and shouted: "Where is Fu Ciyi, the number one scholar in today's science?"
"I hit, I hit!" Yan Funing put aside her fear and held on to his hand tightly. Arm, "The husband was hit!"
"Great, I won!" The manager of the guild hall waved his fist in the air, "My guild hall has the number one winner again!"
The guys jumped for joy.
Lu Wenfeng squeezed to Fu Ciyi's side and saluted with a salute: "Congratulations on being the number one scholar!"
Zhang Tong, Zhang Tie and Li Xinheng looked at each other and prepared to throw Fu Ciyi up. .
Being swept away by Fu Ciyi, he suppressed his thoughts.
At this time, the official bowed his hands in salute, presented a set of red wedding robes, bright red satin flowers, and ordered someone to lead the horse forward.
"Please also invite the number one scholar to go to the palace to thank you, and then ride the horse through the streets."
Fu Ciyi returned the courtesy and nodded: "Thank you very much."
After that, he put it on on the spot. He wore a red robe, tied with red silk flowers, and jumped onto the horse's back.
Pulling the reins, he looked down at Yan Funing: "Madam, wait for me to come back."
Xiao Nizi once said she wanted to go home.
Now that she learned that he won the top prize, she would probably inform him if she wanted to go back, but she felt uneasy in her heart, so it was better to say so.
Pang Anmeng's behavior of escaping from marriage probably affected her to a greater or lesser extent.
In addition, he had heard Xiao Nizi and Caiyu talking about when to escape. In this case, Xiao Nizi might really take the opportunity to escape.
Now that he has just become the number one pick, there must be a lot of things waiting for him.
As a result, it is really useless to do both.
Thinking of this, he stared at her eyebrows carefully, trying to pry into her thoughts.
Yan Funing nodded and said "hmm" softly. (End of this chapter)