The man's slender fingertips had already hooked into the seam of her dress, and with his strength it was easy to pull off her shoulder straps.
If he keeps kissing like this, where should he kiss?
Yan Funing was flustered and her face was hot. She finally came to her senses and called out softly: "Fu Ciyi."
Hearing the sound, the man rested his elbows on the bed and looked at her coldly. Eyebrows.
The girl Hibiscus's face was flushed like a peach blossom, and the white and greasy skin on her heart was shining brightly like a pearl.
It made his back tense up, and he touched her cheek with one hand, his fingertips caressing her tender face unconsciously.
“What?”
The voice was surprisingly hoarse.
Yan Funing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she put her hands on his chest, hoping to escape from under him.
However, her whole body was limp after being kissed by him, and her hands were even weaker.
In addition, her strength was as strong as drizzle to him. Even if he didn't hold her down at the moment, she still couldn't escape.
"Don't kiss me anymore, okay?"
The voice was plaintive and pleading.
The shameful entanglement with him in that room flashed through my mind.
I am afraid that if she continues at this moment, what she will endure will be the same as in her dream.
The man pulled up her clothes, turned over and sat up, and pulled her up with his eyebrows lowered.
“Didn’t you mean that my heart hurts?”
Yan Funing was arranging her clothes. When she heard this, she was confused for a long time: “You mean that you kissed me because my heart hurts?” ?”
Fu Ciyi got out of bed and walked out.
“What if?”
The cold voice came back.
Yan Funing’s teeth itched when she heard this, and she ran after her: “What kind of logic are you talking about?”
“Didn’t you seduce me just now?”
The man didn’t look at it. She was so cold and cold that she seemed to be able to repel everything in the world.
Yan Funing choked when she heard this.
To be honest, just now she really wanted to know how he would react if she cried harder.
It was true that she felt uncomfortable, so she said it by the way, hoping that he would not argue with her over whether to escape or not.
Where did you think that such an act was seduction?
It’s her turn!
Crying so sadly and saying that my heart hurts, maybe it’s really seduction.
Yan Funing, Yan Funing, how could you do such a thing to seduce a man?
So shameless.
She kept scolding herself in her heart.
Seeing that she was silent, Fu Ciyi teased: "What, you have nothing to say?"
At this moment, it seemed that she could run away, which showed that the fainting just now was not serious.
Yan Funing lowered her eyelashes and still didn't answer.
The man asked again: "Does your heart still hurt?"
Yan Funing shook her head desperately: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
The fact is that it still hurts a little, but it definitely doesn't hurt at this moment. Dare I say, for fear that he would accuse her of seducing her again and kiss her again.
My butt hurt from being thrown by him just now. Now that I had jogged a lot to catch up with him, my butt hurt again.
Then he stopped and reached out to gently massage his buttocks.
Seeing that she had clearly caught up with him, Fu Ciyi fell behind again and turned to look at her.
Seeing her move, he frowned, walked back to her side slowly, lowered his head and asked softly in her ear: "Buttocks hurt?"
Yan Funing waved her hands hurriedly and blurted out subconsciously. : "It doesn't hurt, no need to kiss."
She said her heart hurt, and he kissed her heart; if she admitted that her buttocks hurt at this moment, then he...
Fu Ciyi laughed loudly when he heard this, and his chest bulged with laughter.
Suddenly he lowered his head again and pressed his thin lips to her ear: "Why does it hurt to kiss? I don't have such a perverted habit."
He is a gentleman, and he doesn't kiss anywhere. of.
Yan Funing's face turned red with embarrassment, and she quickly stood on tiptoes and reached out to cover his annoying mouth. "Stop talking!"
Fu Ciyi grabbed her wrist and looked at her: "Do you still want to escape?"
"No." She changed the topic, "I'm hungry, where is the kitchen in my new home? I have to do it. "Food."
"There is nothing else to do from now on. You don't have to cook anymore. There is a cook at home."
He held her hand very naturally, his voice was clear and clear. .
The two of them left the main courtyard.
On the path outside the main courtyard, the housekeeper was waiting. He saw the two masters approaching and greeted them.
"Sir, young lady, lunch is ready. Should we serve it now or later?"
"Set the meal." Fu Ciyi said two words lightly.
The housekeeper nodded and ordered people to go to the kitchen to prepare things, while he led the two masters to the front yard dining room.
“In addition to the old slave, there are one porter, one coachman, two rough ladies, two cooks, four servants, and four young master’s bodyguards in the mansion.”
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"We young masters have already met each other early in the morning. The young madam is free, so let's meet her too."
Yan Funing nodded: "Okay, please excuse me, housekeeper."
"Old slave's surname is "Yu, Yu Liang."
"Butler Yu."
Butler Yu nodded and said, "Old slave, please tell me that there are still four maids, but the master refuses. Now we are the only ones in the house. Fortunately, the young lady has brought her maid.”
Yan Funing was surprised when she heard this. She glanced at someone beside her and said to Butler Yu, "Her name is Caiyu. Please take care of her from now on."
"The old slave has just talked to her. She is a A wonderful girl."
"Yes."
The two of them walked and chatted, and Fu Ciyi didn't say a word the whole time.
When we arrived at the dining room, the cook and the helpers were bringing the meals and setting them out one by one.
Yan Funing looked around. The dining room was extremely spacious, the windows were bright and clean, and the seats seemed to be made of fine wood.
It can be seen that Yuci's mansion is indeed extraordinary.
In the dream, he was imprisoned by her in that small courtyard. He spent most of his time in the room, and it could be said that he had never had a meal in the dining room.
Now, after all, it’s a little different.
Not long after, the food was placed, and Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing sat down to eat.
The housekeeper, the cook, and the handyman serving dishes were waiting aside.
Such a scene made Yan Funing feel a little uncomfortable.
Fu Ciyi looked calm.
After eating for a while, he raised his eyes to look at her and said softly: "You eat yours, they eat theirs."
One of the cooks said: "Old slave, wait for two The master instructed that if there is something wrong with the food, we will change it immediately.”
Yan Funing smiled: "That doesn't have to be the case."
Fu Ciyi glanced at her coldly.
Teaching Yan Funing how to hold chopsticks, she remembers that when the Yan family ate, there were maids standing there to serve them, but the housekeepers and cooks did not stand like this.
He looked at her like this, as if he was saying that they have different identities now and don't have to be the same as before.
His identity is different. He has become a court official and will become a powerful minister in the future.
As for her, she just wants to be herself.
I asked immediately: "Have the two people who came with us eaten?"
The housekeeper respectfully replied: "Back to my young lady, Xinheng and Caiyu have already eaten."< br>
Fu Ciyi put down his chopsticks: "Let's all go down."
The housekeeper agreed and took the people away.
Seeing them walking away, Yan Funing finally asked: "Did I say something wrong?"
"No." Fu Ciyi sighed, "These people are not so much given by above. The spy is sent. If you have any instructions or orders, you don’t need to be restrained.”
Besides, it is normal for a small aristocratic family to have someone waiting for him when he is dining.
Not to mention his former home. (End of this chapter)