Fu Ciyi thought to herself that he had pushed her down on the bed the night before to scare her.
Tonight she got the chance to take revenge.
Regardless of the number of silver needles on his shoulders, he still sat up.
The man's muscular chest caught Yan Funing's eye, and she quickly lowered her eyes: "I didn't take revenge on you."
"Really?" Fu Ciyi lifted her chin, "Look at me when you speak."
Yan Funing raised her eyes obediently and said frankly, "You misunderstood that I was taking the opportunity to take revenge, so I flicked the needle tail. I didn't dare to have any other thoughts of revenge."
The girl's eyes were bright and clear, and she didn't seem to be lying, so Fu Ciyi withdrew his hand from hooking her chin.
However, the delicate touch was still on his hand, and he couldn't help but clamp her jaw.
The girl pressed her fingers hard on her cheeks, and her red lips immediately became slightly pouty.
The sudden action startled Yan Funing: "I really didn't take revenge, you, what do you want to do?"
Yan Funing took out a large bag of cloud cakes and said, "Bei Mo, be good. Give that to him."
The seven people at the door all narrowed their eyes and craned their necks forward.
what to do?
But who would help Bei Mo with his treatment without just a few months of self-study?
The little face that is so close to me is delicate and bright.
Yan Funing was completely stunned.
I have to suppress my criticism in my heart, what am I doing?
Yan Funing still said: "You can laugh."
The next afternoon, the couple made Fu Ciyi sit in the main hall.
Yan Funing also hid it from me and directly expressed her panic: "Did he want to remove your upper jaw just now?"
Without her youngest son as a guarantor, Wan Niang agreed again.
The gentle voice contained fear, but there was no obvious nasal tone.
Fu Beimo said: "Mother, Fu Ning doesn't have much medical skills, you want to help Beimo treat his brain."
Guo Qilong held his forehead.
Her voice was soft and delicate, and her panic-stricken appearance made her look even more delicate and vulnerable.
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Yan Funing planted the small square: "Yes." You put the silver needles back together, then raised your head and looked into my auspicious eyes, "Are you mean to him?"
Taking this opportunity, Yan Funing inserted eight more needles under my head.
I knew you had no purpose in asking this.
There is no trace of my cool breath left by your ears, and what’s even more terrifying is that I asked you to smile.
"You..." I paused, then continued slowly, "You want him to smile."
He immediately said, "Fu Ning, Bei Mo's head has been seen many times, and it's all useful. Should we wait for some time before treating it?"
"It's really scary."
Yan Funing looked at Fu Beimo.
A dozen long silver needles were spread out under the seven-square table.
I can't say for sure that it happened several times, but the thought just flashed through my mind vaguely; and just now, I almost kissed her directly.
As if possessed by some mysterious force, he slowly leaned over.
Yan Funing was delighted and leaned behind me: "Really?"
Yan Funing's mood suddenly soured. She pointed at my open collar and said, "You haven't removed all the needles yet. Don't wear out your clothes slowly or you'll catch a cold."
"In that case, he has to help you talk to Bei Mo and ask you to give me acupuncture in my head as soon as possible. In my case, I'm afraid I'll have to be treated with acupuncture for a long time."
Fu Ciyi swallowed, smacked his lips, and stretched out his hand in a very deceitful manner: "Sister-in-law, don't try to trick you. You really are a fool. Peanut sesame candy is worse than cloud cake."
"So, he really wants to unload?"
"Smile."
You actually mentioned divorce. Teacher Fu Beimo's voice was unusually gentle: "Are you trying to coax him to sleep?"
I also know that my daughter-in-law is teaching herself medicine.
Fu Ciyi's dark eyes were dark and his expression was serious.
"Well, he really doesn't have much medical skills." I touched the top of your head.
At that time in the past, the sound of the two half-grown boys fighting outside the yard would stop, but today it was surprisingly quiet.
After saying that, he sat up straight, his Adam’s apple rolled, raised his other hand, and pinched your face with both hands again.
What's more, you know how Fu Ning would treat me when she feels sorry for that uncle Bei Mo, so she immediately changed her words: "Bei Mo, he should be more obedient, let his sister-in-law give it a try."
Although you are blind, you have heard that Yan Funing is arrogant and domineering, and she is well-educated.
"Bad." The woman responded.
Fu Ciyi nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, let's talk about it in a few years."
You want to sleep.
Upon hearing this, Yan Funing calmly came to my back and twisted the needle heavily.
Yan Funing rewrapped the silver in a cloth bag and murmured, "You treated him so badly, how could he have the heart to want to remove your upper jaw? Besides, when you shot the needle, he misunderstood you and thought you were taking revenge first. You feel very wronged."
The tempting red lips are so tempting that you can pick them.
Halfway through, I felt a chill in my heart.
Yan Funing simply pulled out all the silver needles from my shoulder, lowered her eyes and said sadly, "So your medical skills are not good at all."
"What about then?"
She tried to pry his hands apart, but they were like iron clamps and could not be opened.
Yan Funing turned around abruptly: "Don't!"
Fu Beimo understood: "Mother, this is just an experiment, don't worry. Your shoulder has been uncomfortable these past few days, but it was damaged by Fu Ning's acupuncture last night."
Yan Funing quietly walked up to Fu Ciyi, took out the silver needle that had been broken in advance from her sleeve pocket, and unexpectedly gave Fu Ciyi two needles under the head.
This is the first time such a situation has happened.
Li Xinheng, Meng Li, Caiyu and Fu Nanyao all stood at the door of the main hall, daring to enter.
The cloudy eyes stared into mine.
So you are thinking that I lied to you.
He abruptly changed the direction of his lips and whispered in your ear, "Are you getting braver again?"
Fu Beimo pressed his temple, pondered for a moment, and frowned: "Uh, my shoulders and back are getting better."
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