Fu Ciyi said: "Let's discuss the matter of living in the town later." "Our family is small." She pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Now that the conditions are better, I want to buy a bathtub for easy bathing." "You can buy a bathtub if you want." "That's what I said." Yan Funing looked around, "Look in the west wing, the bookshelves and boxes are already full of your books, my books." If you add a large bathtub, it will be even more crowded. Moreover, she already has some money, so she naturally wants to live better. Fu Ciyi understood what she meant. She had earned a lot of money, so she naturally had the right to spend it. After pondering for a moment, he said: "Leave the matter of the house to me." If your family wants to buy a house, how can you rely on a woman? Do you think this man is just a decoration?
Yan Funing was surprised: "Are you buying or renting?" Fu Ciyi said: "It's still unknown." But he wouldn't let her spend a penny. After a slight pause, he said in a rare gentle tone: "How about you wait until I am in autumn?" Yan Funing nodded in agreement. Even if she buys a house by herself, she still has to wait until his autumn. Things like looking at houses and moving are all time-consuming and laborious. His help will be indispensable by then, and we will naturally wait until his autumn. After a while, the two continued to study. Stay until late at night and wash up separately. Fu Ciyi hasn't returned for three months, and it's still hot at night, and Yan Funing is a little uncomfortable with his presence. Before going to bed, I wiped the bamboo mat and hung the sheets on the bed for the first time in a long time. As soon as the sheets were hung up, it felt very stuffy. Yan Funing sat on the edge of the bed and said to him on the other side of the bed sheet: "If someone attacks you at night, will you be able to wake up in time?" She was afraid that Fu Zhengqing would still find someone to knock him on the head. A large rock hit his head from the roof, and the person was probably dead. At this moment, Fu Ciyi was taking off his clothes, planning to put on cool pajamas on summer nights. Seeing that he didn't answer, Yan Funing turned her head and saw the silhouette of the candlelight reflected on the bed sheet—— He was shirtless, wearing only a pair of underpants. "Hey, Fu Ciyi, you don't plan to sleep like this, do you?" The man was extremely tall, his head and shoulders were exposed above the hanging sheets, and he was looking at her coldly at this moment.
"How do you want me to sleep?" Yan Funing lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at her: "You should wear some clothes and don't let your pants be so short." His briefs were quite thin, and she was afraid of seeing something she shouldn't. "I thought you took off my clothes last night because you didn't mind me sleeping like this." The man's voice was full of teasing. She defended in a low voice: "I'm drunk, and drunk people are unreasonable." The man smiled and asked, "You can do anything if you are unreasonable?" Yan Funing choked: "You!" The man chuckled, bent down, picked up his pajamas and slowly put them on: "Okay, I'm wearing clothes." After that, he walked from his side of the bed to her side. Yan Funing didn't believe it and reached out to cover her eyes. The man lightly clasped her wrist, put down her hand, and said in a low and deep voice, "Look at me." Yan Funing closed her eyes. Suddenly, his eyelashes were tapped by his fingertips, causing her to open her eyes in surprise. The man in front of him was wearing a sleeveless dress, similar to a modern vest, but in the ancient cross-collar style. Bottom is a pair of large pants, knee-length. Dressing like this is perfectly normal. She breathed a long sigh of relief. The man laughed again: "You are so timid, how dare you take off my clothes last night?" Out of nowhere, she asked: "Have you been stripped off by me?" As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she really wanted to slap herself in the mouth. She had clearly planned not to ask him about this matter again, but she asked again. The man gently pinched her crotch and pressed it on his chest. His voice was hoarse: "The clothes are loose and your hands are like this..." As he spoke, he grabbed her hand and reached into his collar. Maybe it was because he had just taken a shower, and the skin on his chest felt cool, but it made Yan Funing's little heart skip a beat. "No, it's not right for us to do this." The tone was delicate and delicate, and it was obviously crying. How could he let her touch him?
Her hands were shaking, but she couldn't break free. The palms of her hands were stiff, but they were pressed tightly against his chest. In an instant, she felt that her palms were sweating.
The man was in a very happy mood and his voice was melodious: "I'm just helping you recall that you behaved like this last night." Yan Funing reacted: "You are not drunk, you can stop me." There was a ripple in the man's calm eyes: "You were unsteady and almost fell down, so I had to let you go." "Ah?" Her round earlobes turned red immediately, "Where are the pants?" Fu Ciyi laughed softly: "My pants were held down. Why, do you want to succeed?" He pressed her hand and took a step in front of her. The distance is so short that you can hear each other's breathing. "No, I don't want to." Yan Funing was embarrassed and ashamed, and swallowed her panicked saliva, "Can you forget what happened last night?" While speaking, I took the opportunity to pull my hand out from under his palm. "can." Fu Ciyi only felt the hot little hands on his chest, which began to burn his heart. It seemed that in just a moment, a hole would be burned out of his chest by her heat. Then he slowly let go. Yan Funing suddenly felt free and took two steps to the side: "It's late at night, let's sleep." Fu Ciyi coughed lightly: "Okay." After a while, the two of them lay down and turned off the lights. After a while, Yan Funing really felt hot. The clothes she wore were long-sleeved, with a small jacket inside and a pair of mid-length pants that reached her knees. She couldn't sleep alone in the room because the heat made it difficult for her to fall asleep. The cattail fan kept fanning, but it was too hot to sleep, so he sat up and said, "Fu Ciyi, let me wear something like this." No need to ask, Fu Ciyi already understood. After being drunk last night, she said that she wore small clothes to sleep during this period. Tonight she was wearing an extra piece of clothing and one pair of trousers, it would be strange if it wasn't hot. "can." He responded, stood up, lit a lamp, took out something from his box, and threw it to her. Knowing that it was inconvenient for her to change clothes while the light was on, she turned off the light. Yan Funing changed her clothes in the dark. It's just that he is tall and has broad shoulders, so his clothes turned into a drop-shoulder style when it came to her body. The arms are partially covered, and the hem of the clothes also covers the buttocks. It is worn loosely on the body and is made of silk. It feels much cooler when worn like this. A good night's sleep.
The next morning, Fu Ciyi woke up early. He wanted to see how she looked wearing his clothes, so he walked to her side of the bed. His pajamas were too big for her. The skirt was open, the undershirt was exposed, and his chest was bulging. This state of wanting to cover up is the most fatal. Unexpectedly, she changed her sleeping position and fell asleep on her stomach. Fu Ciyi panicked, wondering if she would be crushed if she slept like this... The tips of his ears turned red, and he hurriedly went out, trying his best to cut off the doubtful thoughts he had just had. Fu Beimo saw that his ears were too red and asked casually: "Brother, are your ears cooked?" Everyone waiting for Pao Cao looked at him. Fu Ciyi said coldly: "Run ten laps." After saying that, he ran away first. Usually he led them to run in order, regardless of speed, but now he ran alone like a gust of wind. Thank you for not forgetting her dazzling starry eyes! Thank you for your monthly votes: Kaliwei wx (2 photos), Luo Jiumian, Joke., Ming Dynasty, Ming Dynasty, Wait for Ming Dynasty, Book Friends 20230304566! Thanks to my dear friends for their red sleeve tickets: Yi Xi'er (2 photos), Red Sleeve Nuan Tutu 11 (2 photos), and Book Friends 772830! Thanks for the recommendation votes, little cuties!