novelraw Chapter 238: His kiss
Chapter 238: His kiss
Chapter 238 His Kiss
"Have you got the pierced?"
"Um."
"Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"If you don't feel pain, you still cry? You're so cute."
Yan Funing choked, pulled out her hand, and trotted to the stove.
Fu Ciyi slapped his forehead and hurriedly followed him.
Yan Fu clenched her fingertips, frowned and squeezed two drops of blood out, and used clean water to rinse her fingertips.
The pain of her heart is several times more sensitive than that of ordinary people.
The pain at this moment made her **** in a cold air, and she couldn't help but **** her nose, and she couldn't help but shed tears.
She was spoiled, and it was not the first time he knew about it.
Fu Ciyi walked slowly over: "I just wanted to say some relaxed words, but I didn't want to say those words, you..."
She cried even harder.
Silent tears make people feel sad.
He grabbed her hand inexplicably, and without saying a word, he put her fingertips into his mouth.
Yan Funing was stunned.
The touch of the tip of the tongue brushing through the fingertips was numb and it seemed like something exploded in my mind.
At this moment, she realized that she was not only more sensitive to pain than ordinary people.
Even the senses next to them are sharper than ordinary people.
This feeling made her instinctively want to escape, but her fingertips were held by him and her wrists were clasped, so she couldn't break free.
"Fu Ciyi, this is not good."
The voice with a crying voice was full of sorrow.
It's so beautiful and seductive.
Fu Ciyi's heart stopped for no reason and sucked, and then he slowly let go of her.
"Does it still hurt?"
The tone was unexpectedly dumb.
Yan Fu's head shook like a rattle: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore."
If she said it hurts again, he wouldn't have returned...
Very scary!
After saying that, he ran away quickly, and when he left the stove, he almost tripped over the threshold.
Fu Ciyi was reaching out to help him, but she ran into the west wing and closed the door.
It's like he's a man-eating beast.
Turning his eyes, he saw that Li Xinheng and Cai Yu were still practicing together, and he spoke coldly: "There is nothing serious in the future, so don't make a fuss."
The two stopped.
"Son-in-law, what's wrong?" Cai Yu pinched the back of her hand that was hurt by Li Xinheng just now.
"Everyone with thick skin and flesh..."
Fu Ciyi didn't say anything further.
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It's almost noon.
In the mysterious house, the man's life shadow seven prepares a car.
Ying Qi asked: "Young Master wants to go out?"
"What? Can't I go out?" The man coughed twice, directly explaining his purpose of going out, "I want to eat the medicinal food that has just been out of the pot."
"Young Master, Mr. Ding said you'd better be in the yard. If you really want to eat, I'll buy it for you. Go and return it quickly, it won't affect the taste."
"I came here to recuperate, not to go to jail." The man walked towards the gate.
Ying Qi gave a look to the maid who followed behind him, and the maid knew how to ask Mr. Ding.
Mr. Ding is getting older and is already out of breath when he jogged all the way to the door.
"My young master, isn't it just medicinal food? Didn't you praise me for what I did last time? If you want to eat it, I will continue to do it."
The man glanced at him and said, "You don't know what you thought? Who helped me with the seasoning? Can you say that you made it all?"
Mr. Ding was speechless for a moment.
The man stepped forward again.
Old Ding couldn't help but panting and whispered: "If you want to go out, please put on a hat."
The man stopped and raised his hand.
The maid behind him immediately put on the curtain. Accompanied by Mr. Ding, Ying Qi drove the car, and the man finally left the house.
On the way, Ying Qi kept complaining: "Young master doesn't go out, this is the reason as soon as he goes out."
The medicinal food made by that village girl was delicious, but the young master had never eaten any delicacies.
I have never seen a young master like this for a meal.
The courtyard was only two miles away from the town, and no matter how slowly the carriage drove, it arrived soon.
As the meal time approached, the number of customers coming to the restaurant gradually increased.
Liu Song lowered his head and dialed his abacus, looking up from time to time to see if the guys were welcoming to greet the guests.
Suddenly a carriage stopped at the door. A man wearing a veil came out of the carriage. He looked like a man and taught him to take a few more glances.
Liu Song couldn't help but complain, who was wearing a hat when going out, like a little lady, afraid that someone would be able to see his face in the prosperous era?
His eyes moved to the guard beside him, and he realized that this person was probably the person behind the scenes who often had to pack medicinal food boxes with insulated food boxes.
I immediately went up to me: "Please please, three of you!"
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Yingqi protected her son and prevented the stranger from approaching. When she saw the shopkeeper coming, she asked, "Does there be a private room?"
"Yes." Liu Song raised his hand to lead the way.
After entering the private room, the man took off his head and covered his lips and coughed.
I saw a young man with a face as jade as his crown and his eyebrows were as picturesque.
Liu Song muttered in his heart that his daughter's cold-faced husband looked good-looking, to be fair, he looked better than his festive son.
This time, why did another person look better than his son?
But this person's body doesn't seem to be good.
The man sat down and ordered a pigeon medicinal meal, and two new foods for strengthening the spleen and removing dampness in the restaurant.
Not long after, three medicinal meals were served.
As I wished, I had the medicinal food that had just been cooked in the restaurant, but the man seemed to be dissatisfied: "Go and find the shopkeeper."
Shadow Qi left in response.
When I arrived at the counter, I said to Liu Song: "My son asks the shopkeeper to come over."
Liu Song took the opportunity to inquire: "Your young master is quite mysterious." Thinking of the luxurious carriage parked at the door, he guessed, "Your young master is a noble man from the capital, right?"
Ying Qi couldn't help but look at Liu Song: "The shopkeeper has eyesight."
"Can you tell your son's identity?" Liu Song's gossip was heartbroken.
"I would like to advise the shopkeeper, if you shouldn't know, please ask less."
The two entered the private room.
The man said bluntly: "The medicinal food tastes better."
I used to take the medicinal food packaged by Yingqi, but I felt that the inlet temperature was not suitable. Later, when he ate the girl who personally prepared the seasoning in the house, he realized that the taste could be better.
At this moment, he always felt that he was almost there.
Liu Song couldn't help but praise: "Young master has a good tongue, and the taste of medicinal food can indeed be done better."
The man said, "Then why not do it better?"
"To be honest, my daughter makes me better medicinal food than cooks."
"Your daughter?" the man frowned.
Ying Qi explained: "It's the restaurant shopkeeper."
Young Master, the village girl in your heart.
The man asked warmly again: "If I want to eat the medicinal food made by the shopkeeper of a restaurant, can I tell you if I can help the shopkeeper?"
"My daughter comes to the restaurant every month when she is one, two and three. If the young master wants to eat, she will be the 11th of this month as soon as possible."
The man stood up and coughed, "Okay, then I'll come again on Eleven."
Today is the seventh day of the lunar month, and it is a few days after the eleventh day.
I was able to eat the delicious medicinal food she made soon.
The man, Fate Yingqi, paid the silver, put on the hat, and slowly walked out of the private room.
Passing the lobby, Mr. Ding sat at a table in the corner, and was having a feast.
The man stopped.
Mr. Ding found that his young master looked at him not far away and picked up a piece of pig intestine with chopsticks: "Young Master, as Ying Qi said, the pig intestine in this restaurant is very delicious. Do you want to try it?"
Thinking of what was installed in the pig's large intestine...
The man retching.
(End of this chapter)