Fu Ciyi brought in dinner.
Yan Funing lifted his quilt and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, just now, in order to cover up the fact that we slept under separate quilts, I..."
"Mom told you to cover yourself, so you cover yourself."
He put the food on the bedside and quickly left the room.
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As night fell, Fu Ciyi returned to his room.
He stood at the end of the bed, pondered for a while, and then said, "I'll go squeeze in with Bei Mo."
Yan Funing said, "Then Mother will know that we sleep in separate quilts."
He didn't respond, just turned and left.
Yan Funing hurriedly got out of bed and reached out to grab his sleeve: "Don't leave, okay?"
Her voice was soft and sweet, as if a young wife was trying to get her husband to stay overnight.
Fu Ciyi clenched his fist.
Seeing that he didn't respond, she said again: "Bei Mo's bed is small, only enough for one person to sleep in."
He glanced down at the little hand clutching his sleeve, and said in a mysterious voice, "You've caught a cold. You should keep warm."
"One quilt is enough for me. Wear thicker clothes when sleeping."
Her fever was probably due to the long walk she had taken in the previous few miles. The female supporting character was frail, and after two trips to town and back, and several trips into the mountains, she was exhausted.
In addition, my hand was injured and a little inflamed.
Of course, it is true that it is a bit cold when you cover yourself with a quilt at night.
But compared to these, she didn't want her mother-in-law to know that they actually slept in separate quilts.
Fu Ciyi finally stayed.
The two of them were once again covered in a blanket.
After turning off the lights and going to bed, Fu Ciyi lay in bed, his whole body stiff.
The quilt was stained with her scent, the elegant fragrance of a girl's home, which drifted faintly into his nose.
It made it difficult for him to fall asleep.
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