An hour later, Liu Chengwen and Li Xinheng returned to Yan Funing to report.
When Yan Funing heard this, she couldn't help laughing.
"Brother Chengwen came to the capital to follow Mr. Fu. Xinheng came to my side. Mr. Fu used a bitter trick." She smiled slightly, "It's better for you to follow Mr. Fu."
"I will follow my sister." Liu Chengwen said frankly, "I have a lot of money with my sister."
Yan Funing heard it and shook her head with a smile.
Li Xinheng said: "Miss will still marry Mr. Fu, and we will still be a family in the future. It's better for me to follow you."
"That's the truth." Yan Funing stepped forward, "Follow me to East Third Street Stop.”
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The days passed quickly, and the end of the month was here in the blink of an eye.
This day at the end of the month is a holiday.
Fu Ciyi was invited to the Yan family.
When he arrived, it was still early, and Yan Funing was still sleeping heavily in bed.
Caiyu stopped him in the outer room: "Uncle, the lady painted clothes all night last night and didn't go to bed until midnight. Don't disturb her."
"I won't disturb you." Fu Ciyi stepped inside.
"Uncle, please wait in the outer room."
"Yesterday evening, my mother-in-law sent someone to tell me to come today. Caiyu, I am already a real uncle, and you are still stopping me?"
"Aren't we not married yet?" Caiyu muttered.
"Huh?"
"Zhenguye, you are the real uncle."
Caiyu quickly opened the curtain like a dog and let him in.
Fu Ciyi entered the boudoir and looked around. The furnishings in the room were in order.
There were many drawings on the bedside table, pressed down with paperweights. They were mostly drawn last night, and she was still reading them before going to bed.
Then he walked over slowly, picked up the whole pile, and looked through them one by one.
Both men's and women's clothing are available. The clothes are beautifully painted and the characters are lifelike.
As soon as I put the drawing back to its original place, a soft white hand stretched out from the gauze curtain.
She fumbled for the water glass, grabbed it and put it into the gauze curtain. She drank it in several sips and put the empty glass back on the bedside.
Fu Ciyi curled his lips when he saw this.
Gently opened the gauze curtain and saw her lying on her side, wiping her mouth and sleeping soundly.
It was as if she was not the one holding the glass of water just now.
Just when he looked away, the girl lay on her back.
The thin blanket that had just been covering her body slipped off, revealing her smooth and fragrant right shoulder.
Not only that, the clothes are also exposed.
What cannot be ignored is that there is a red envelope on the white and greasy skin at the edge of the clothes, which is obviously caused by mosquito bites.
As expected, she scratched the mosquito bag hard.
It doesn’t matter.
The important thing is that as she moves, the arc-shaped fabric of her clothes is pulled down by her, making it easier to scratch the itch.
But unexpectedly, he saw scenery that he shouldn't have seen.
The handsome face suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly put down the gauze curtain.
The steps seemed to be filled with lead.
Clenching his fists to restrain himself, he was able to leave the bedroom and go to her study to wait.
Caiyu brought the tray over and was surprised to find that Fu Ciyi was already in her lady's study, so she brought tea and snacks in.
The redness on Fu Ciyi's face has dissipated. He holds a medical book in his hand and reads it very carefully.
Caiyu was so serious that she did not dare to say a word and quietly exited the study.
Only Fu Ciyi knows that what he just saw can’t be shaken off in his mind.
I have seen the deep ravine before, even I have seen the skin of her heart, and I have kissed it, but it was only under the condition that it was covered by small clothes.
But just now he really saw it.
Although he didn't see it completely, it was enough to make him feel unstable.
He turned over a page of the medical book irritably.
Who would have thought that medical books not only describe and discuss men's bodies, but also women's.
Is he afraid that he was born by a beast? He actually replaced the appearance of the woman in the book with that of Yan Funing.
Close the medical book and stuff it at the bottom of the pile of books on the desk, so that you can feel calmer.
I stood up and searched for books on the bookshelf, and after looking for local geological monsters, I sat down again.
Two quarters of an hour later, Hong Qingyi came over with the tailor.
Seeing Fu Ciyi reading in the study, he nodded repeatedly.
Funing was still resting in the room, but Ciyi was conscious and did not forget to learn while waiting.
It seems that the previous warning of the Duke of Guo has worked, and of course it cannot be separated from this boy's eagerness to learn and make progress.
Thinking about this, I became more and more satisfied with this little son-in-law.
“Ci Yi.” Hong Qingyi called out.
Hearing the sound, Fu Ciyi put down the book, walked out slowly, and said softly: "Mother-in-law, Funing is still asleep."
"I know, she won't wake up." Hong Qingyi smiled and pointed to a book of patterns on the tray held by the tailor, "You pick some patterns for embroidery on the wedding robe."
"Mother-in-law , I don’t understand this.”
“That’s right.”
“Mother-in-law asked Funing to choose for me.”
“Are you willing to listen to her?” .
I came here to find him today because I wanted to ask if he, as a husband, would be willing to listen to his wife if he married Funing in the future.
Fu Ciyi naturally heard the implication, raised his hands and said solemnly: "My son-in-law is willing to listen to Funing."
Hong Qingyi received a satisfactory answer and looked at Mother Tong next to her. At one glance, the two of them smiled knowingly.
At this moment, a voice came from the boudoir: "Caiyu, come and help me find ointment. The nasty mosquito has bitten my chest and itches me to death."
< br>Caiyu responded and went in.
Fu Ciyi's handsome face suddenly turned red again.
The scene just now appeared in his mind.
“This kid Funing.”
Hong Qingyi smiled awkwardly, supported by Tong’s mother, and walked in quickly.
"Second Miss, why are you shouting so loudly?" Mother Tong lowered her voice.
Yan Funing in the gauze tent scratched her itch and muttered: "Caiyu is in the outer room. Of course I have to shout so that she can hear. Besides, my courtyard is full of women, so it doesn't matter how loud I shout."
said She looked up, stuck her head out of the gauze curtain, and saw her mother was there, and said coquettishly: "Mom, the mosquitoes were buzzing last night, and I couldn't sleep well."
Her skin was the kind that was covered by mosquitoes The kind that makes a big bag when you bite it.
At this moment, the scratching becomes more and more itchy.
Hong Qingyi no longer cared that her daughter's cry was heard by Fu Ciyi, and quickly ordered Caiyu: "Hurry up and find the ointment."
Turning around, she ordered Mother Tong: "Tell the maids in this courtyard to catch all the mosquitoes before the curtains are lowered at night."
Mother Tong said she had left the bedroom.
Caiyu quickly found the ointment, Hong Qingyi took it and opened the gauze curtain.
"Come, Mom, help you wipe it."
Yan Funing pursed her lips and lowered her eyes: "The bitten place is quite embarrassing, Mom, I can just wipe it myself."
"Now you know how to be ashamed?" Hong Qingyi chuckled, "I just shouted so loudly that even Ciyi heard it in the outer room."
"What?" Yan Funing frowned.
I quickly dug out some ointment with my fingertips, quietly applied it on my chest, and murmured: "He didn't see it, so he's not ashamed."
It's just that she was hanging in the room. Without the mosquito repellent, there are still mosquitoes causing trouble at night, which is really annoying.
Putting down the ointment, she wondered: "Mom, what is he doing here?"
She hadn't seen him for several days.
"I asked him to choose the decorations on the wedding robe, and you will also choose later."
Hong Qingyi helped her daughter pull up the loose skirt of her clothes and looked at her happily.
The younger daughter was born with an ugly face.
Coupled with the sleepy and charming look at this moment, no matter how unfeminine or hard-hearted a man is, he will be moved by such an appearance. (End of chapter)