"Yes, Beimo has the best fragrance." Yan Funing smiled, "Remember to wash your hands and dry them before applying it."
Fu Beimo nodded and sat down at the table: "Sister-in-law, I want a needle in my head."
"Look at me, I've been so busy with farm work these days that I forgot."
After saying that, he went into the room again and took out the silver needle.
Fu Ciyi was quietly reading in the study.
While Yan Funing was inserting the needles, the young man chattered non-stop.
She raised a finger and said, "Your brother is studying hard, let's speak softly."
Fu Beimo nodded and whispered, "I understand, sister-in-law." Then he raised his voice, "Brother, was I quiet enough just now?"
Fu Ciyi pressed his forehead and ignored it.
A quarter of an hour later, Yan Funing withdrew the needle.
Only then did Fu Beimo happily go back with the ointment in his hand.
After the silver needles were packed up, Yan Funing carefully wrapped them up. Just as she fastened the button, she suddenly felt a shadow looming in front of her.
When I looked up, it was the person who was reading just now.
"Hey, are you walking silently?"
Fu Ciyi stretched out his hands: "My hands also need ointment."
Yan Funing glanced at him sideways and said, "I only bought two small bottles of ointment. I gave one to Bei Mo, and I have one for my own use."
She bought the perfume together with rouge and powder. When she asked him to smell the fragrance, he reluctantly said it was okay, obviously with contempt.
"You and I are husband and wife, so it's okay to use one can. When you run out, I'll go buy more with you."
Yan Funing pointed with her lips pursed. "It's on the dressing table. It's a small, flat white jar. Take it yourself."
"Madam, help me wipe it."
He has never used this kind of stuff.
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