Half a quarter of an hour later, Fu Ciyi finished washing and returned to his room.
At first glance, I saw Yan Funing leaning on the edge of the bed, her head heaving, probably because she was extremely sleepy.
So he put his hand through her legs and tried to carry her to the bed.
Who would have thought that she would open her eyes and say dazedly, "I'm so sleepy, can you hang up the sheets?"
"Sure." Fu Ciyi nodded, "Do you want me to help you undress?"
At this moment, he still kept leaning over, with his hands resting on the bend of her legs...
"No need." She answered him.
Under his eyes, she straightened her chest, swiftly took off her coat and skirt, put aside his hand, and lay down on the bed.
The next moment, he could hear the sound of shallow and long breathing, and he actually fell asleep.
Fu Ciyi straightened up stiffly.
Just now, the fullness that suddenly approached his eyes was unexpectedly magnified in his eyes.
He is really going crazy!
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Early the next morning.
Yan Funing woke up and found Fu Ciyi staring at her.
Make her panic.
The book said that if the sinister official was in a good mood, and if she had served him to his satisfaction the night before, he would stay overnight in the other courtyard.
When she woke up the next day, she would see these eyes.
Cold and distant, with a bone-chilling chill, as if she could be frozen at any moment.
She dared not meet his gaze, and asked him in a half-awakened sleepy voice, "Why didn't you hang the bed sheet?"
Listen, even the voice is quite alluring.
Not to mention that his chest was slightly opened just now, revealing that dazzling whiteness.
Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes and sat up. His palms itched uncomfortably. He pressed his temples to cover it up and said in a hoarse voice, "I got drunk last night and went straight to sleep."
"Oh, nothing."
Yan Funing also sat up and stretched.
He was drunk, and she couldn't blame him.
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