novelraw Chapter 205: Stroking him
Chapter 205: Stroking him
Chapter 205: Stroking him
After he was dressed neatly, he walked two steps towards her bedside.
He still couldn't think about whether he should tell her.
If she hasn't slept enough and wakes up someone, it's really not.
Yan Funing was sleeping in a daze, as if she was awake but not awake, she felt a shadow in front of her eyes, and her eyes narrowed a slit.
It's okay if she doesn't open this slit, but when she opens, she's so shocked that she's wide-eyed.
I saw someone who was cold on weekdays standing at her bedside and staring at her.
She was so terrified that she was staring.
A shocked, and the sleepy bug ran away immediately.
"You, what do you think of me like this?"
It was so scary that he looked at her like this.
A thin red color gradually rose on Fu Ciyijun's face.
He pressed his fist against his lips, coughed tactically, and said hoarsely, "Your that one seeped out."
"Ah?" Yan Funing lifted the quilt and looked at it, "No."
Fu Ciyi didn't know if he should have said that his pants were dyed. If he had said that, she might have how to check her body.
When he thought of this, he was at a loss...
So he had no choice but to say, "Then I'll go out and sleep for a while."
Yan Funing moved in the quilt, her voice was soft when she woke up: "By the way, there is a basket of vegetables in the woodshed. Please help me take it to the restaurant and ask Uncle Liu and Uncle Yu to separate themselves."
"good."
The man responded and hurriedly left the house.
Yan Funing stretched her waist in the quilt and continued to sleep.
I have to say that someone's body is really hot. After that night, her stomach doesn't hurt much.
After sleeping for another half an hour, she got up.
He lifted the quilt and was about to fold it up, but she actually asked her to find his pants.
Yesterday he slept in his underwear, and his skin didn't come into contact with her, and he was quite gentle.
Yan Funin's lips bent, and he picked up his inner pants and prepared to fold them, but he didn't want to ask her to find a trace of blood.
Bloodstains?
She piled all the quilts on the head of the bed, and the sheets were very clean, so she quickly turned her head to look at her pants.
Sure enough, there was also a trace of blood behind her butt.
Oh my God!
So, it was when he was sleeping with her in his arms last night, which was just stained in front of his pants.
No wonder he stared at her early in the morning.
Too embarrassing!
A pure person shouldn't have psychological shadows?
After all, this blood is...
She had to coax him and stroke it along.
But, how to do it today?
Pullover!
Yes, today I will make my purse and embroider it on it.
After making up his mind, Yan Funing changed her pants and dressed properly and opened the door.
Fu Beimo, who was sitting in the main hall, saw that the door of the west wing finally opened and jogged over.
"My brother said that my sister-in-law was uncomfortable, so let's not disturb you. Sister-in-law, will you be better now?"
"It's better."
Yan Funing smiled slightly and went to wash.
After using her food, she stuffed two **** pants into the wooden basin and carried them to the riverside.
The blood on her pants was inconvenient to let others see it, so she piled her pants legs on her head.
As soon as she left the yard, Fu Beimo and Meng Li followed behind, and even Caiyu followed.
Yan Funing turned her head to look at them: "What are you doing with me?"
Fu Beimo: "The Hu family is bad, so we should be on guard!" Meng Li: "Yes, it happened last time by the river. When the young master went to school, we should take good care of our sister-in-law."
Caiyu reached out to take the wooden basin and said, "Miss wants to wash clothes, just call me."
Yan Funing refused to give her the wooden basin: "I can wash these things myself."
Caiyu knew that she was strong and didn't dare to rob her. She just asked, "Why don't you want me to wash?"
Fu Beimo smiled and said, "It must be that you didn't wash it clean."
Caiyu: "Young Master Bei Mo, don't talk nonsense."
Yan Funing whispered, "I'll wash my pants myself."
Caiyu glanced into the wooden basin and said, "Why do I think there are pairs of pants that are quite big, not like a girl."
Fu Beimo came up curiously and took a look: "I know, it must be my brother's. Since my sister-in-law came to our house, my brother's clothes were washed by her."
Yan Funing choked and finally said, "Yes, this one is indeed Fu Ciyi's. He is my husband. I'll just wash his pants."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Never let anyone know that she was stained with blood on his pants.
So he walked a few steps quickly and went down the river pier to wash his pants.
Caiyu followed her and asked in a low voice, "Miss, are you touching that thing on your pants?"
Yan Funing blinked, made a gesture of silence, and looked at the two teenagers standing on the shore chatting.
Caiyu understood and used her figure to block the movement of her lady scrubbing her pants.
Fu Beimo bent down and picked up a few stones and threw them to the other side of the river.
"I also want my sister-in-law to wash it, but my brother asks me to wash my clothes." He turned to Meng Li and muttered, "The clothes my sister-in-law washes are fragrant, but the clothes my sister washes have very little fragrance."
Meng Li also picked up a few stones and dripped them. After hearing what Fu Beimo said, he couldn't help but say, "Miss Nanyao's clothes should be fragrant too."
"How do you know?" Fu Beimo asked him, "Could my sister wash your clothes?"
"How dare I? I wore the clothes sewn by Miss Nanyao, and the clothes she sewn were fragrant."
"Hmph, why doesn't the clothes she sewed for me smell good?" Fu Beimo was unhappy and turned his eyes to see Meng Li's stone thrown over, which could split the water splashes, "Tell me."
Meng Li showed him the gesture of pinching the stone: "You have to pinch it like this, chop it out diagonally, don't throw it directly, let alone throw it away."
Fu Beimo threw one piece in a good manner. Although it was only a splash of water, the splash was very beautiful, so he threw another piece.
Although the two teenagers were playing in the water, as long as someone approached the river pier, they would turn their heads to look vigilantly.
When they found out that the person coming was not the Hu family, they continued to play.
Not long after, Yan Funing washed her pants.
Caiyu helped carry the wooden basin and whispered: "If the water is cold, it cannot be washed at this time."
Yan Funing smiled: "The river water is no longer cold now, it will be fine if you just wash it."
The two walked forward and the two teenagers followed.
When he got home, Yan Funing had her pants dry.
Thinking of the embroidery on the purse, I didn't know how to do it, so I went to ask Fu Nanyao.
Fu Nanyao was sewing clothes in the east wing room. When she saw her coming in, she patted the edge of the bed and said, "Sister-in-law, sit down."
"Whose clothes are you sewing?"
Fu Nanyao gestured to her mother: "For my mother."
Yan Funn nodded: "Well, this color sets off the complexion, and I look good when I wear it."
Wanniang smiled emptyly: "I am a blind man, no matter how beautiful I look, I can't see you."
Yan Funing sat next to her mother-in-law, leaned over her head and rubbed her shoulders: "We can see that she is dressed beautifully and beautifully, so we like it after seeing it. Mom, do you know how beautiful you are?"
"This child Funing can warm my heart." Wanniang stroked her back lovingly, "For my mother, I have long forgotten what I am."
"Then I tell my mother, she looks so young, she is only in her twenties."
Wan Niang couldn't help twisting her face: "Why is my son's little mouth so good at speaking? My mother is thirty-seven, how can she look like she is only in her twenties?"
(End of this chapter)