Chapter 807 Shameless
Fu Ciyi asked: "Are you afraid?"
"I'm not afraid, I just find it troublesome." After a while, she sorted out the bottles and jars Jar, "When will your two men come over? I'll help them heal their scars."
"Tomorrow night."
"They won't show up during the day?"
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"I have to be on duty."
Yan Funing said: "That's right, let's do it tomorrow night."
The man circled her waist from behind: "There was really a woman in the social occasion just now. "
"Really?" Yan Funing said with a smile, "What did you do?"
"God knows, I didn't do anything, I was worried about my wife, so I rushed back."
"Seriously?"
"Seriously, didn't you also find that my husband came back early from this dinner party?"
Yan Funing nodded, turned around and stood on tiptoe to kiss him on the cheek. One mouthful: "To reward your husband."
"Not enough." Fu Ciyi muttered.
Like a child begging for sweets, his handsome face rarely showed tenderness.
Yan Funing's heart softened when she saw it, she put her hands on his shoulders, stood on tiptoe slightly, and kissed his Adam's apple.
Like a cat, it scratches the tip of the man's heart.
It becomes increasingly difficult to bear.
This was like a switch, prompting Fu Ciyi to pinch her waist, and a warm kiss fell on her lips.
Lingering.
And lingering.
With lips and teeth connected, he said hoarsely: "Madam, don't be afraid of me, okay?"
"I try, but you can't force me."
He He pecked her lips again: "It's my fault that I scared you the night before yesterday. But you are my wife. You should know that you can't be afraid, right?"
Yan Funing's heartbeat was racing. Gu Gu, pushing him with both hands: "You, you drank too much."
The man clasped her hand, buried his head in her neck, and whispered: "If I can touch him, maybe I won't be afraid."
The clear and warm breath sprayed on her On the skin, it feels numb.
Yan Funing's heart, liver and lungs trembled: "Fu Ciyi, do you know what you are talking about? You are really drunk!"
She was scared to death when she saw it.
I want her to touch me.
The man's voice was low and full of evil: "I'm not drunk, and I didn't drink much just now."
The hand holding her waist gradually tightened.
Yan Funing swallowed in panic and coaxed him: "I will let you kiss me before going to bed. You let me go first."
Her waist was about to break.
The man shamelessly made a request: "I want to copy the hibiscus."
"Draw my birthmark?"
"Yeah."
"Where to draw it, the study?"
"On your back."
Yan Funing shook her head: "It's not good, it's cold. Besides, I was painting and the paint was stained on my clothes when I was wearing them."
"When you paint on the bed, put down the warm tent, so you won't get cold. After you finish painting, go take a shower, and my husband will help you wash it." The man looked straight into her eyes, "Between painting and touching, you choose one."< br>
“Shameless.”
The man was not angry but smiled: “Do you know that your lotus birthmark is beautiful?”
“Do you like it?” she asked.
“Like it.”
Yan Funing closed her eyes and nodded.
The man picked her up and walked slowly towards the bed.
After the warm tent fell, he went to her study to get paint and wolf hair in person, and then went into the warm tent when he came back.
In the warm tent, Yan Funing blushed and took off her clothes, leaving only her small clothes lying on the bed, exposing her back. She glanced at him with watery eyes, just hoping that he would keep his word.
Fu Ciyi saw her fear and concerns, and said with a gentle smile: "It's just painting, don't be a coward." "Oh." Yan Funing buried her face in the quilt and responded angrily.
The woman is curvy, and her figure is slimmer than when they first got married.
He asked himself that he was not a lustful person, and he had no requirements for his wife's figure. But he was happy to see the lady so graceful.
The fingertips gently touched the lotus on her lower back.
“Born to be good-looking.”
With a murmur, Fu Ciyi dipped the paint into her back and traced it carefully, as if carving it carefully, and touched her skin lightly with the tip of the pen.
Yan Funing trembled slightly.
Fortunately, the man was painting during the whole process, and he painted one flower after another on her back...
After a long time, he stopped painting.
Take her to the dressing mirror, then pick up a mirror and place it on her back so that she can see the hibiscus he painted.
Seeing the lifelike lotus flowers, Yan Funing chuckled softly: "Fu Ciyi, you are really free."
"If you are not free, you have to give the wife a bath, and you are very busy for the husband."
< br>After that, he took her into the heated tent again and called the maids to bring hot water.
After the maids finished delivering the water, he picked her up and went to the clean room...
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Early the next morning, Yan Funing was still blushing as she recalled the beautiful night last night.
With just one kiss, he can do all kinds of things.
"Hey, where did you learn this?"
I really couldn't understand, so I kicked him.
Fu Ciyi picked up a corner of the brocade quilt and wrapped her and himself under the quilt: "My wife is very seductive, and she is self-taught for her husband."
Her vision went dark, and Yan Funing gritted her teeth: "I seduce people..." She stretched out her hand to twist his flesh, "You are still self-taught..."
Fu Ciyi exerted force, and the muscles in his arms tightened, and she could not pinch him at all.
"If you are like this, your husband will think you want to reminisce."
"No, no more." She begged for mercy.
Wherever he painted lotuses, he kissed them.
It was so itchy that it made her giggle non-stop. If it happened again now, would she be able to get up properly?
Fu Ciyi did not embarrass her. He stretched out his hand to hook the shoulder strap of his clothes and lowered his voice: "Draw this side tonight."
"Huh?" Yan Funing shouted, "Fu Ciyi Yi, you are a disciple."
"I am wronged by my husband, you are my wife, it is natural and right."
Yan Funing was speechless: "I want to get up, I won't tell you. ”
Unexpectedly, the man added: "We have to kiss you after the painting tonight."
"You?"
"Choose one of the two, I will wait for the time when the lady is willing to touch her."
Yan Funing is really on the verge of crying. Why did she marry a shameless man?
Not long after, the couple got out of bed, dressed and washed.
Yan Funing sat in front of the dressing mirror and looked at him behind her in the mirror, still so angry that her teeth itched.
At this moment, he was handsome and handsome in his clothes, but he looked very cold. He was threatening her on the bed. She really wanted to bite him a hundred and eighty times.
Fu Ciyi noticed that she was looking at him and asked lightly: "Want to bite me?"
Yan Funing was shocked: "How did you know?"
The man chuckled: " Baring his teeth and grinning, he could only express his thoughts on his face. ”
Yan Funing lowered her eyes and combed her hair.
Fu Ciyi walked behind her and looked at her in the mirror. A smile slowly appeared in his usually cold eyebrows.
He reached over and pinched her little face.
Pinched her little mouth and pouted.
“I told you before, you can bite wherever you want.”
Yan Funing blinked and opened his hand: "Don't worry, since you want me to bite you so much, I will bite you hard." Take a bite.
Hissed.
Fu Ciyi waved his hand: "You really bite?"
Yan Funing turned back and warned: "Rabbits will bite when they are anxious, not to mention that I am a human."
Looking at her ferocious breasts, Fu Ciyi's eyebrows brightened, and he stretched out his hand again: "I don't feel any pain, you can bite me again."