After he was fully dressed, he took two steps towards her side of the bed.
He still couldn't decide whether to tell her or not.
In case she hasn't slept enough and wakes people up, it really shouldn't happen.
Yan Funing was sleeping in a daze, half-awake and half-awake, she felt a shadow in front of her eyes and squinted her eyes.
It would be okay if she didn't open this slit, but when she opened it, her eyes widened in shock.
She saw someone who was usually cold and cold standing at the head of her bed, staring at her.
Staring at her till her hair was down.
With a jolt, the sleepy man immediately ran away.
"You, why do you think so of me?"
It was scary how he looked at her.
A faint blush gradually appeared on Fu Ciyi's handsome face.
He put his fist to his lips, coughed tactically, and said hoarsely: "Yours is leaking."
"Ah?" Yan Funing opened the quilt and looked, "No."
Fu Ciyi didn't know whether to say that his pants were stained. If so, she might not know 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 you can sleep a little longer."
Yan Funing moved under the quilt, and her voice was as soft as when she just woke up: "By the way, there is a basket of vegetables in the woodshed. You can help me take it to the restaurant and tell Uncle Liu and Uncle Yu to share it among themselves."
"it is good."
The man agreed and hurriedly left the house.
Yan Funing stretched out in bed and continued to sleep peacefully.
I have to say that someone's body is really warm. After this night, her stomach doesn't hurt much anymore.
After sleeping for another half an hour, she got up.
When he lifted the quilt and was about to fold it up, she discovered his pants.
Yesterday, he deliberately wore underwear to sleep, so his skin did not come into contact with hers, which was quite a gentleman.
Yan Funing curved her lips and picked up his underwear to fold it up, but she didn't want her to find a trace of blood.
Bloodstains? She piled all the quilts on the bedside. The sheets were very clean, and she quickly turned to look at her pants.
Sure enough, there was a trace of blood behind his butt.
God!
In other words, it leaked out when he was sleeping with her in his arms last night, and it happened to be stained on the front of his pants.
No wonder he stared at her so early in the morning.
How embarrassing! Wouldn't an innocent person have any psychological shadow? After all, this blood is...
She had to coax him and stroke him.
But, what are you going to do today? Purse!
Yes, make the purse today and embroider it for him.
After making up her mind, Yan Funing changed her pants, got dressed properly and opened the door.
Fu Beimo, who was sitting in the main room, saw the door to the west wing finally opened and trotted over.
"My brother said that my sister-in-law is not feeling well and asked us not to disturb you. Sister-in-law, will you feel better now?"
"Better."
Yan Funing smiled slightly and went to wash up.
After finishing the morning meal, she stuffed the two bloody pants into the tub and carried them to the river.
The blood stains on her pants were inconvenient for others to see, so she piled her trouser legs on top.
As soon as she left the yard, Fu Beimo and Meng Li followed, and even Caiyu followed.
Yan Funing turned to look at them: "Why are you all following me?" Fu Beimo: "The Hu family is bad and you should be careful!"
Meng Li: "Yes, it happened by the river last time. The young master went to school, so we should take good care of my sister-in-law."
Caiyu reached out to hold the wooden basin: "If you want to wash your clothes, just call me."
Yan Funing refused to give her the wooden basin: "I can wash these myself."
Caiyu knew that she was very strong and didn't dare to grab it. She just asked, "Why don't you want me to wash it?"
Fu Beimo smiled and said, "It must be because you didn't wash well."
Caiyu: "Master Beimo, don't talk nonsense."
Yan Funing said softly: "I can just wash the pants myself."
Caiyu glanced into the tub: "Why do I see a pair of pants that are quite big? They don't look like a girl's."
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 have been washed by my sister-in-law."
Yan Funing choked and finally said: "Yes, these are indeed Fu Ciyi's. He is my husband. I can just wash his pants."
It was absolutely impossible to let anyone know that she had blood on his pants.
Then I walked a few steps quickly and went down to the river dock to wash my pants.
Caiyu followed her and asked in a low voice: "Miss, did you get that stuff on your pants?"
Yan Funing blinked, made a gesture of silence, and then glanced at the two young men standing on the shore chatting.
Caiyu understood and used her body to block her lady's action of scrubbing her pants.
Fu Beimo bent down and picked up a few stones and threw them across the river.
"I also want my sister-in-law to wash my clothes, but my brother asks my sister 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 little fragrance."
Meng Li also picked up a few pebbles and floated them in water. After hearing what Fu Beimo said, he couldn't help but said, "The clothes washed by Miss Nanyao should also be fragrant."
"How do you know?" Fu Beimo asked him, "Did my sister wash your clothes?"
"How dare I? I wore clothes sewn by Miss Nanyao, and the clothes she sewn are fragrant."
"Hmph, why don't the clothes she sewed for me smell good?" Fu Beimo became unhappy. He turned his eyes and saw that Meng Li's stones could split water splashes when he threw them, "Teach me a lesson."
Meng Li showed him the gesture of pinching the stone: "You have to pinch it like this and chop it out diagonally. Don't throw it directly, let alone throw it away."
Fu Beimo threw one piece over in a dignified manner. Although it was only a splash, the splash was very beautiful, so he threw another piece.
Although the two teenagers were playing in the water, they would turn their heads warily whenever someone heard footsteps approaching the river port.
When they found out that the visitor was not the Hu family, they continued playing.
Not long after, Yan Funing washed her pants.
Caiyu helped carry the wooden basin and reminded in a low voice: "If the water is cold, you can't wash it at this time."
Yan Funing smiled: "The river water is not cold now. If you just wash it, you will be fine."
The two walked forward, and the two young men followed.
Back home, Yan Funing dried her pants.
I thought about embroidery on my purse, but I didn't know how to do it, so I asked Fu Nanyao.
Fu Nanyao was sewing clothes in the east wing. When he saw her coming in, he patted the edge of the bed and said, "Sister-in-law, sit down quickly."
"Whose clothes are you sewing?"
Fu Nanyao gestured to her mother: "It's for mother."
Yan Funing nodded: "Well, this color matches your skin tone, and it looks good on my mother."
Wan Niang smiled with a vacant look: "I am a blind person. No matter how beautiful the clothes are on me, I can't see them."
Yan Funing sat next to her mother-in-law, leaned her head and rubbed her shoulder: "We can see that Mom is dressed beautifully, and we like it when we see it. Mom, do you know how beautiful you are?"
"This child Funing can warm my heart." Wan Niang caressed her back lovingly, "As a mother, I have long forgotten what I look like."
"Then let me tell mom, she looks young, only in her 20s."
Wan Niang couldn't help but pinch her face: "Why is my son so good at talking with his little mouth? My mother is already 37, how can she look like she is only in her 20s?" (End of Chapter)
