novelraw Chapter 175: Beautiful and seductive
Chapter 175: Beautiful and seductive
Chapter 175: Mingxiao seduces people
Yan Funing stood there.
How could I ask this question for the first time I met?
Mr. Hao became more and more embarrassed: "I am so familiar with you. I hope Brother Fu and the young lady will not blame you." He pulled the woman and said, "Let's go back to your room."
But the woman said, "The shoes and socks of both of you are wet, so it's time to roast the fire. There is a charcoal basin in our room, so I'll take it out for you."
After saying that, he turned around and went to get it.
I came out soon, holding a charcoal basin filled with charcoal in both hands, and hooked my fingers with a kettle: "Burn the pot of water, burn your feet."
This change made Yan Funing feel a little uncomfortable.
"Thank you, the lady of the Hao family!"
She took the kettle, and Fu Ciyi brought the charcoal basin.
The lady of the Hao family laughed again: "Why are you polite? Go back to your room quickly."
Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing nodded together and thanked Mr. Hao, and they returned to the room.
The room was pitch black.
Fu Ciyi put down the charcoal basin and lit the candle on the desk.
Yan Fu stared at the not-so-wide bed, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She put the kettle aside. When she was about to ask Fu Ciyi how to sleep tonight, a knock on the door rang.
Fu Ciyi opened the door.
It turned out that the lady of the Hao family came over and said, "You can use the tongs and firewood."
Fu Ciyi took the tongs and a handful of firewood and thanked him again.
"The young couple is so polite." The lady of the Hao family laughed and went back to her house.
Fu Ciyi took a small piece of firewood and ignited it on the candle, then put it in a charcoal basin, and placed the charcoal obliquely on the firewood.
Yan Funing walked over, picked up her skirt and shook beside the charcoal basin.
The charcoal basin has not been completely ignited and the temperature is not enough.
She looked at the things in the house. There was a wash rack in the corner, and a basin was placed on each top and at the end, and a cotton towel was hung on it.
When I came back last, there was nothing.
Fu Ciyi said, "They are all newly purchased."
Today, the pavilion chief ordered someone to buy it for him to use it.
He pointed to the bedding on the bed: "These are new, and the sun was fine this morning. I had already sunbathed and I only put it in the afternoon."
"Okay." Yan Funing spoke.
There is only one pillow on the bed.
Fortunately, the length of the pillow is OK.
Soon, the charcoal pot became prosperous.
Fu Ciyi picked up the umbrella that was placed at the door: "I'll go to the yard to fetch water."
"Wait, I'll help you hold an umbrella." She called him.
"Okay."
The two went to the well.
Fu Ciyi bent down slightly and fetched a bucket of water. Yan Funing helped him hold an umbrella throughout the whole process.
When I returned to the house, I filled the kettle with a bucket of water first, and poured the rest into the basin of the washbasin.
The master next to the well would also use the bucket, so Fu Ciyi took it back.
He came back soon and had rain on his hair.
Yan Funing handed him the cotton towel: "Why don't you hold an umbrella?"
"It's okay to have only a few steps."
He took the cotton towel away, applied a handful of hair on his face, and closed the door.
Because a charcoal basin was burned in the house, Yan Funing opened the window a wide crack. He picked up the kettle and placed it on the shelf above the charcoal basin, pulled a chair and sat down, shook the skirt open, and roasted the fire.
But the shoes and socks were soaked, so it was uncomfortable to wear them like this, and the toes moved in the shoes, vaguely swollen.
Seeing this, Fu Ciyi also pulled a chair and sat opposite her: "When the water boils, soak your feet first."
The voice is warm and pleasant.
He picked up the corner of his robe, feeling that it was inconvenient to roast the fire so he got up and took off his robe.
The chair turned around, and the outer robe was placed on the back of the chair, with the corner facing the charcoal basin.
"Take off your skirt and bake it so hard." I felt that he was right, Yan Funing stood up, stretched her hand on the seal, but she didn't move for a long time.
Fu Ciyi: "What's wrong?"
She said, "I don't wear long underwear in my skirt."
Nowadays, when the day gets warmer, she changes her long pants to short pants early.
If he gets out, I wonder if he will preach again.
Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes: "It's not that I haven't seen it."
Yan Funing said, "Yes, I'm wearing short underwear inside."
It's not that she's not wearing anything.
Immediately, I took off my skirt and hung it on the back of the chair. The back of the chair turned in a direction, facing the charcoal basin.
Fu Ciyi deliberately did not look at her legs.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
However, two white legs swayed in front of him, and were still shining with a pearly luster, which was brightly seductive.
The short pants she mentioned are just a little bit long. What is the difference between this and not wearing them?
Suddenly, an idea passed through my mind.
If these two legs were wrapped around his waist...
He restrained his thoughts, took off his clothes and covered her waist.
Her waist was very thin, and her clothes were as close as she was, and her sleeves were around her waist to make it easier to tie a knot.
Yan Funing was startled by his sudden movements.
Fu Ciyi noticed it and explained in a deep voice: "I'm afraid you will catch a cold."
I really can't look at her legs anymore!
Yan Funing looked down and saw his clothes hanging around her like a skirt. Her skin on her legs gradually warmed up, and then she smiled and thanked her.
The water boiled and made a sound.
Fu Ciyi placed the copper basin placed under the wash rack by the bed, carried the kettle, and was about to pour hot water, but Yan Funing called him.
"The copper basin on the upper end is used to wash the face, and the copper basin on the lower end is used to wash the feet. We can wash our face first, and the water after washing our face is used to soak our feet."
Fu Ciyi agreed: "Yes."
Yan Funing poured the hot water from the kettle into the washbasin, rubbed the cotton towel in the water, wrung it dry and handed it to him: "Here, wipe your face."
He said warmly: "You are a woman, you first."
"Then I'm welcome."
After saying that, she washed her face.
Pour the wash water into the foot basin, sit on the edge of the bed, take off your shoes and socks to soak your feet.
Fu Ciyi opened the door and went out, fed another bucket of water, poured water into the charcoal basin, and poured the remaining water into the washbasin.
I accidentally caught a glimpse of her white and tender feet, and the Adam's apple slid up and down, quickly walked out of the room, and put the bucket away from the original place.
Half an incense hour passed and the water boiled again.
Fu Ciyi began to wash.
He stood in front of the wash rack, reached out to rub the cotton towel, and slowly washed his face.
He actually wiped this cotton towel first, she had just used it, and he used it again.
Something strange happened in my heart, but I couldn't feel what it was.
After he finished washing up, he turned his robe and skirt.
At this moment, Yan Funing was already sitting on the bed: "Fu Ciyi, the charcoal basin is burning, and you can't sleep, and you will have a risk of your life."
The man pointed to the crack of the window where she opened: "It's okay to have the window open, so his clothes and skirts are almost dry, and his shoes and socks are roasted, and he can quickly dry."
He put his socks on a chair, picked up his shoes, and baked them on the charcoal basin in turn.
Yan Funing sat and looked at him, but then she simply lay on the bed and held her chin to look at him.
The impeccable side face, the bridge of the nose is high and the jawline is smooth, the corners of the lips are slightly pursed, and he has a handsome face like a demon in front of him.
The man turned his head slightly, looking back at her with cold eyes: "What do you think of me like this?"
"I think you are quite careful when doing these trivial matters." Yan Funing changed her hands and held her cheek, and suddenly thought of such a narrow bed, what kind of sleeping method it was.
Then he sat up suddenly and said, "Fu Ciyi, you are in school. You wouldn't want me to go to the ground and sleep, right?"
(End of this chapter)