Chapter 875: Smooth and crisp
Leng Ying said: "I have no news from my subordinates, so I will leave now."
"Well, let's go." Fu Ciyi moved his fingers.
It seemed that he had to do something to make the emperor determined not to pass the throne to the prince.
More than a quarter of an hour later, Yan Funing took two policy books and walked on the path between the study room in the front yard and the yard where she was imprisoned in her previous life.
In his previous life, he often came to the other courtyard.
As time went on, he slowly allowed her to go out of the yard and walk in the courtyard and garden.
You still can't go out through the mansion door, but compared to the beginning, the restrictions have been relaxed a lot.
On the day she died, she was walking back as she was doing right now. She was also walking on this road. She had not taken a few steps into the yard when someone stabbed her in the back...
The cold knife plunged into her body with a pop.
The knife was drawn out and stabbed again.
Drenched with blood.
She couldn't remember much about what happened after that.
It was all because she was on the verge of death at that time and remembered that her body temperature gradually became colder.
She also heard the sound of footsteps, and someone kicked her body and asked in a cold voice: "Are you dead?" 】
The voice was that of a man, and her voice was vague, so she couldn't tell who it was.
Recalling this, Yan Funing clenched the two policy books in her hands, quickened her pace, and almost jogged into the study courtyard.
Who would have thought that the snow in the open space in front of the study had been cleared, and a lot of snow fell, making it very slippery.
She fell directly onto her stomach and immediately cried out in pain.
Fu Ciyi heard this and quickly came out to help her.
"Why did you fall?"
Yan Funing raised her watery eyes and looked straight at him, her previous fear of him rising again.
He gripped the book tightly and shrank back.
Fu Ciyi noticed it and squeezed her cold hand: "What's wrong?"
Yan Funing smiled at him: "It's nothing, it's just that the ground is too slippery."
"Be careful." Fu Ciyi obviously saw tears in her eyes, and gently helped her into the study room to sit down, "Let me see if there are any injuries on your knees?"
Yan Funing didn't refuse, she just stared at him, who was bending down and looking at his knees in front of her.
Out of nowhere, she asked: "Fu Ciyi, will you stab me?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" He tapped on the tip of her nose, "I don't want you to die."
Yan Funing took the opportunity to ask again: "Will my husband kill me?"
The man laughed angrily at her: "Why are you asking such a question again? I already said I don't want you to die, so why would I kill you?"
"You actually laughed when I asked such a serious question." Yan Funing pretended to be calm and coquettish, "When we first came to Beijing, when we met An Meng, An Meng thought that I was also running away from marriage. You were very fierce at that time, so I’m scared.”
The man pinched her shoulders and stared straight into her eyes: "Yan Funing, I tell you seriously, if you dare to leave me, even if it's the end of the world, I will find you back, but I will never kill you."
In the past, he didn't understand why he didn't marry her.
After a dream some time ago.
Although it was all a ridiculous dream, he guessed that it might be his and her previous life.
Such a deep bond is the reason for the entanglements in this life.
The strange thing is that I no longer have such dreams recently.
Seeing that her white knees were red, he gently massaged them and blew gently.
"Look, you are blushing, and you feel sorry for your husband. Will your husband kill you if you are like this?"
Yan Funing pursed her lips, with tears in her eyes. She didn't know whether it was hurt from the fall or because of something else, so she reached over and hugged his neck tightly.
Since he was leaning over, hugging him like this was probably uncomfortable.
I saw him patting her arm: "Why are you hugging her so tightly?"
The hug was so tight and her legs were still exposed, so she looked so ambiguous.
Fu Ciyi's Adam's apple rolled. Only then did Yan Funing let him go and gave him the two strategies: "Here, you want them."
The man took the book and put it on the desk. He held her chin and kissed her with thin lips.
One is standing and one is sitting.
The man who was standing was extremely tall, so Yan Funing had no choice but to raise her head to bear it.
Fu Ciyi bent down and lowered his head, his hands unconsciously clasped her thighs, and the next moment, he grabbed her hips and hugged her.
Just hug and kiss like this.
In fact, during his lunch break yesterday, he had to flip through several medical books.
He had studied the chapter about the woman becoming pregnant and giving birth to a child in detail.
We came to the conclusion that it is dangerous for women to give birth, especially for young women. If they become pregnant, it will be even more dangerous for them to give birth in the future.
What's more, she hasn't promised to give him a daughter yet.
If he is too capable and makes her pregnant with twins, it will be even more difficult to give birth.
Even though he thought about it with restraint, the kiss didn't stop.
And become more domineering and powerful.
While he was slightly away from her lips, Yan Funing said softly: "My legs are cold."
The man sat on the chair she was sitting on just now and put down his skirt.
The kiss fell again.
Not only that, his hands wandered over the soft flesh of her waist.
Yan Funing was pinched in pain by him, and tears welled up at the end of her eyes, falling on the corners of each other's lips.
Fu Ciyi was startled and slowly let go of her.
"Yan Funing, I am probably lucky to be able to marry you."
He himself was shocked when he said this, and Yan Funing was also surprised when he heard it.
She kissed him on the lips.
"Brother, it's time for lunch." Fu Beimo's voice came from outside the study.
Yan Funing quickly got off someone's lap, straightened her clothes and fixed her hair.
Fu Ciyi looked at her with interest and responded: "Okay, let's go."
Fortunately, Fu Beimo didn't come in. When Yan Funing went to lift her petticoat, she found obvious finger marks on her thighs and glared at the person in front of her.
Fu Ciyi raised his hand: "I really have no strength."
Creamy and crispy.
It turns red when pinched, so cute.
After she finished tidying up, the couple left the study.
On the way, Fu Ciyi held her hand tightly, for fear that she would fall again.
"I want to go to Dongsan Street in the afternoon to learn about the matters related to Fufeng Restaurant and Jinyin Building. Can my husband accompany me when you are free?"
The man said warmly: "I'm free."
Even if you are not free, you must be available.
Now that the prince covets her, he will accompany her in person no matter what.
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The couple had lunch in the dining room and then took the bus to East Third Street.
When we arrived at Chengwen Building, the restaurant’s lunch business had just finished.
"How come my daughter and Master Fu are free to come here on a snowy day?" Liu Song personally brought out hot tea and snacks, "Sit down quickly and drink some hot tea to warm yourself up."
"It's been a while since I've been here. I can't let Brother Cheng Wen do everything. I should also come and take a look and understand." Yan Funing said with a smile.
Everyone sat down around the charcoal basin, drinking tea and chatting about the recent business on East Third Street.
Liu Chengwen took out the drawings of the renovation of Fu Feng Restaurant and showed them to Yan Funing: "My sister has taken a look at it, are you satisfied?"
"Yes, it's completely in line with expectations." After saying that, Yan Funing looked at Fu Ciyi, who was sitting next to her, "It's time for my husband to help write the signboard and the names of the dishes and water."
Fu Ciyi smiled and shook his head: "I finally understand why you want me to come with you."