Yan Funing opened the candy bag and handed it over: "Have a piece of candy first, okay?"
Fu Ciyi said "hmm".
"Then take it." Yan Funing pointed into the paper bag with her chin.
Fu Ciyi spread his hands and said coldly, "I just hit the wooden man and haven't washed my hands yet. Please, my lady, feed me."
Yan Funing took out a piece of candy and put it to his lips with her fingertips.
Fu Ciyi walked away with a smile on his face.
"My brother is just being childish. He's such a grown man, but he has no shame."
Fu Beimo frowned.
Yan Funing giggled and handed the entire large paper bag to Fu Beimo: "Beimo, you've become more sensible after having an acupuncture needle stuck in your head. Please help your sister-in-law distribute the candy."
"Okay." Fu Beimo wrinkled his nose proudly at Fu Ciyi and began to distribute the candy.
The woman reacted: "Yan Funing, he plans to separate from you?"
Yan Funing's eyes lit up: "Really? Caiyu was the one who made your makeup look bad, right?"
"In that case, it wouldn't be a problem if you took a nap in your bedroom bed?"
At that time, Zi Wanniang returned to her room, and everyone else was in the kitchen.
After saying that, she took the candy back to her room.
I have slept alone for fourteen years and only slept with you for a few months. How can I sleep well just because you are by my side?
Fu Ciyi said, "Sir, his eyes are really evil. Does he know that when you walked down the street today, almost everyone looked at you. In the past, when you walked down the street, few people looked at you, but today it was even less."
I guess the girl has had her period.
Caiyu agreed.
Then the white circles under my eyes disappeared.
That’s why I slept in the study.
Love is when you call me back to the bedroom to sleep.
"Oh, okay." Fu Beimo stood up, "You go to the study, and he will remember it."
If so, why did I sleep so badly last night?
Yan Funing turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"
Since it was you who suggested it, Fu Beimo followed your advice and went to the bedroom.
"Yes, you need it. Ask mother to borrow a hot water bottle. Let him sleep in the study. Don't read too late tonight."
On April 27th, Yan Funing asked Fu Ciyi to drive and take Caiyu, Li Xinheng and Meng Li back to Baozhuang Village.
After sleeping outside at night, Fu Beimo left the bedroom and paced around the room as if nothing had happened.
Fu Beimo cleared his throat and asked, "Is he having his period?"
Meng Li's eyes were full of admiration: "Young Master, you are extremely knowledgeable and work so hard. You must be practicing kung fu badly."
Yan Funing smiled: "My husband is really handsome."
Then he waved his hand and walked away: "You go and cook. He will rest for a while and then take a nap after dinner."
Yan Funing nodded, as if she understood: "Oh, Mr. Jie Yuan is a bad student."
She walked in front and Fu Ciyi followed slowly behind.
As they spoke, they looked at Fu Beimo with great concern.
The next morning, I left the bedroom on the pretext of looking in the mirror: "Come and see if you still have no white circles under your eyes."
Both of them were shocked when they heard this.
Fu Beimo yawned. "Did you tell Nan Yao that you were reading a little late last night?"
In just one night, my white circles disappeared.
Hearing me say that he looked bad, Yan Funing smiled, then frowned the next moment: "But he didn't have any white circles under his eyes today, and his face looked too bad, as if he had done something bad last night."
Fu Ciyi and Meng Li just spoke frankly.
I am the faith.
Fu Beimo nodded: "The makeup looks bad, and the person looks bad too."
Caiyu had just finished dressing Yan Funing.
After Yan Funing came to visit, Fu Beimo hurriedly walked out of the main courtyard.
Yan Funing nodded honestly and tucked the quilt under her belly: "Yes, my stomach is comfortable."
"At the end of last night, did we make love and separate?"
Caiyu was puzzled and asked loudly: "Little girl, who is Agou?"
Zhuang Yanting raised her pinky finger: "Young Master, you have worked so hard for the Spring Examination, you will definitely pass!"
Even so, that day, Fu Beimo followed Yan Funing from time to time.
Yan Funing then instructed, "Caiyu, put the snacks and fruits in the dining room. Everyone can take whatever they want. We'll buy more after we finish eating."
Caiyu boiled some brown sugar water and returned to the main courtyard, where she was seen by Fu Beimo.
I don’t know why I took the white circles under my eyes seriously during the day. Now, after hearing you say that, Fu Beimo turned around and went to the study.
There are many vegetables picked from outside my own fields.
Before lunch, Yan Funing persuaded Fu Beimo to take a nap.
Yan Funing leaned against the headboard. Seeing me come back to talk, she asked me directly, "He has nothing to say?"
Caiyu chuckled and went out tactfully.
I didn’t expect my butt to sit on the edge of the bed, and you pulled my arm: “Fu Beimo, he went to the study to take a nap.”
After a while, he came out, walking without stopping.
Fu Beimo pinched his brows and said frankly: "You only slept for an hour last night."
Entering the small courtyard of the main house, the man suddenly said, "I want to put a stone table and stone benches here. What do you think?"
"Is he taking a nap?" I asked.
That evening, Yan Funing felt a burning pain in her abdomen and her period had come.
Meng Li nodded: "Young Master has fair skin, so the white circles under his eyes are even more obvious."
"Is he hungry? You have to go cook."
"Something's up."
Li Xinheng and Meng Li looked at Fu Ciyi worriedly. Fu Ciyi's barley-colored face turned red instantly, and he didn't know what to do.
The room was suddenly quiet for a moment. After a slight pause, Fu Beimo finally said, "If he needs you, you can spend the next few nights with him."
"Is it really necessary?"
Yan Funing chuckled: "You remember it."
"Okay." Yan Funing paused, "Then we can sit in the yard and enjoy the night view."
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