Chapter 875: Smooth and Soft
Leng Ying said: "I don't have any other news, so I'll take my leave now.""Well, go ahead." Fu Ciyi moved his fingers.
It seems that he has to do something to make the emperor decide not to pass the throne to the prince.
More than a quarter of an hour later, Yan Funing, carrying two policy papers, walked on the path between the study in the front yard and the yard where she was imprisoned in her previous life, with one step deep and one step shallow.
In his previous life, he often came to the villa.
As time went by, he slowly allowed her to go out of the yard and walk in the courtyard and garden.
People are still not allowed to leave the mansion, but compared to the beginning, the restrictions have been relaxed a lot.
On the day she died, she was walking back home like she was doing now, also on this road. After entering the yard and taking a few steps, someone stabbed her in the back...
The cold knife stabbed into her body with a "plop" sound.
He pulled out the knife and stabbed again.
Drenched with blood.
She doesn't remember much about what happened after that.
This was because she was on the verge of death at that time, and she remembered that her body temperature was gradually getting colder.
She also heard footsteps coming, someone kicked her body and asked coldly: [Are you dead? ]
The voice belonged to a man, but the tone was indistinct and she couldn't tell who it was.
Recalling this, Yan Funing clenched the two policy papers in her hands, quickened her pace, and almost trotted into the study courtyard.
I didn't expect that the snow on the open space in front of the study had been cleared, and a lot of snow fell again, making it very slippery.
She fell directly onto her stomach and immediately cried out in pain.
Upon hearing this, Fu Ciyi hurried out to help her.
"Why did you fall?"
Yan Funing raised her sparkling eyes and looked straight at him. Her previous fear of him resurfaced.
He clutched the book tightly and shrank back.
Fu Ciyi noticed it and squeezed her cold hand: "What's wrong?"
Yan Funing smiled at him: "Nothing, the ground is just too slippery."
"Be careful." Fu Ciyi clearly saw tears in her eyes, and gently helped her into the study and sat down, "Let me see if your knees are hurt?"
Yan Funing did not refuse, but just stared at him as he bent down and looked at his knees in front of her.
In an uncanny way, she asked, "Fu Ciyi, will you stab me?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" He tapped her nose, "I can't bear to see you die."
Yan Funing took the opportunity to ask again: "Will my husband kill me?"
The man was so angry that he laughed: "Why are you asking such a question again? I have already said that I can't bear to see you die, so how could I kill you?"
"I asked such a serious question, and you actually laughed." Yan Funing pretended to be calm and said coquettishly, "When we first came to Beijing, we met An Meng. An Meng thought I was also running away from marriage. You were very fierce at that time, so I was scared."
The man pinched her shoulders and stared into her eyes: "Yan Funing, I'm telling you seriously, if you dare to leave me, I will find you even to the ends of the earth, but I will never kill you."
He didn't understand why he had to marry her before.
After a dream some time ago.
Although they were all absurd dreams, he guessed that they might be his and her previous life.
Such a deep bond is the reason for the entanglement in this life.
The strange thing is that I haven’t had that kind of dream recently.
Seeing a red spot on her white knee, he gently massaged it and blew on it softly.
"Look, you're red. I feel bad for you. Will I kill you?"
Yan Funing pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes. Maybe she was hurt from the fall or for some other reason, but she reached out and hugged his neck tightly.
Since he was leaning forward, it would probably be uncomfortable for him to be hugged like this.
He patted her arm and asked, "Why are you hugging her so tightly?"
Even though she was hugged so tightly, her legs were still exposed, which looked so ambiguous no matter how you looked at her.
Fu Ciyi's Adam's apple rolled. Yan Funing then let him go and handed him two policy papers: "Here, what you wanted."
The man took the book and put it on the table, then pinched her chin and kissed her with her thin lips.
One person stands and the other sits.
Unfortunately, the person standing there was very tall, so Yan Funing had to raise her head to bear the weight.
Fu Ciyi bent down and lowered his head, his hands unconsciously clasped her thighs, and the next moment, he grabbed her hips and lifted her up.
Just hug and kiss like this.
In fact, during his lunch break yesterday, he had time to flip through a few medical books.
He carefully read the chapter about women getting pregnant and giving birth.
The conclusion is that it is dangerous for women to give birth, especially for young women. If they become pregnant, the future delivery will be even more dangerous.
What's more, the girl in his arms has not agreed to give birth to a daughter for him.
If I were too powerful and made her pregnant with twins, the delivery would be even more difficult.
Although I restrained my thoughts like this, the kiss didn't stop.
And becoming more domineering and powerful.
Taking advantage of the moment when he slightly left her lips, Yan Funing said softly, "My legs are cold."
The man then sat on the chair where she had just sat and let down her skirt.
The kiss fell again.
Not only that, his hands roamed over the soft flesh around her waist.
Yan Funing felt pain from his pinch, and tears welled up at the corners of her eyes, sliding down the corners of each other's lips.
Fu Ciyi was startled and slowly let her go.
"Yan Funing, it is my great fortune to marry you."
After saying this, he himself was shocked, and Yan Funing was also surprised when she heard it.
She kissed him on the lips.
"Brother, it's time for lunch." Fu Beimo's voice came from outside the study.
Yan Funing quickly got off someone's legs, straightened her clothes, and combed her hair.
Fu Ciyi looked at her with interest and responded, "Okay, I'll be right there."
Fortunately, Fu Beimo did not come in. When Yan Funing tried to lift her petticoat, she found obvious finger marks on her thigh, so she glared at the person in front of her.
Fu Ciyi raised his hand: "I really didn't use much strength."
Smooth and crispy.
It turns red when pinched, so delicate.
After she finished tidying up, the couple left the study.
On the way, Fu Ciyi held her hand tightly, fearing that she would fall again.
"I want to go to East Third Street this afternoon to learn about the relevant matters of Fufeng Restaurant and Gold and Silver House. Is my husband free to accompany me?"
The man said gently, "I'm free."
Even if you don’t have time, you have to be free.
Now that the prince covets her, he will accompany her in person no matter what.
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The couple had lunch in the dining room and then took a bus to East Third Street.
When we arrived at Chengwenlou, the restaurant's lunch business had just finished.
"How come you and Master Fu have time to come here on a snowy day?" Liu Song personally served hot tea and snacks, "Hurry up and sit down. Have some hot tea to warm yourself up."
"I haven't been here for a while. I can't let Brother Chengwen do everything. I should come and see and understand him." Yan Funing said with a smile.
Everyone sat around the charcoal brazier, drinking tea and chatting about the recent business on East Third Street.
Liu Chengwen took out the blueprints for the renovation of Fufeng Restaurant and showed them to Yan Funing: "Sister, have you reviewed them? Are you satisfied?"
"Yes, it's exactly what we expected." Yan Funing looked at Fu Ciyi who was sitting beside her, "My husband, it's time for you to help write the sign and the dish name plaque."
Fu Ciyi smiled and shook his head: "I finally understand why you want me to come along."
