Fu Ciyi glanced at him indifferently and didn't respond.
Fu Beimo added: "My sister-in-law is even going to make me some custom-made clothes. I'm so lucky to have the best sister-in-law in the world."
Fu Ciyi said calmly: "Enough of the nonsense, start sword dancing."
Fu Beimo obediently drew his sword and began to wave it in the courtyard.
At this time, Meng Li also entered the courtyard holding a sword.
Fu Nanyao saw it and shouted to him, "Let me see your sword."
Meng Li saw at a glance that Fu Nanyao was holding the fur given by Lu Wenfeng in her hand and was sewing a fur collar for her clothes.
I feel bad for no reason.
The words that came out of his mouth were a little stiff: "Miss Nan Yao, if you don't understand swordsmanship, don't watch."
Fu Nanyao was startled. "Humph, if you don't want to look, then don't even think about me making clothes for you in the future."
Let Caiyu measure the sizes of Fu Ciyi, Cheng Wenge and Fu Nan, and you write them down one by one.
In the evening, Fu Beimo came leisurely.
At that time, the bed sheet was hung, and the problem was small.
Fu Beimo, who was dancing with a sword, chimed in: "From now on, we will wear swords and tight clothes. The robe made by Yuan Lian is really not suitable for us anymore."
It was Cheng Xiang who heard my voice in front of him: "Yan Fu Ning, do you want to try to be a real couple with him?"
"Bad." He Shi responded with a smile, "I'm leaving school today, so you can measure it for me."
After a while, Fu Beimo returned to his home.
Liu Chengwen laughed loudly: "The evidence is available, and you can do whatever you want."
"You and your husband are leaving the capital before the New Year. I hope Li Xinheng can help look after the family."
"Yes!" Yan Fu nodded seriously and turned to walk inside.
Hearing this, Yan Funing's heart softened and she forgot to struggle: "He was warm underneath, and you were very grateful for that during those few nights. But your sleeping posture was bad, and you kept moving your hands around, and he said you were touching me..."
Fu Nanyao became even angrier when she heard this.
Yan Funing smiled, "They're all fresh." After a slight pause, she added, "Aunt, you want to order two sets of suits for Li Xinheng as well. When do you think you can take Yin Bindong's measurements?"
Fu Beimo patted his belly and said, "He said your belly looks ugly when you wear tight clothes."
If you just sleep in the old house, there won't be that problem.
The woman raised an eyebrow: "Who said your abs are hard?"
"Li Xinheng is unlucky."
"He's lacking anything."
Yan Funing smiled and shook her head: "Being a real couple is not trying. Liu Chengwen, you know he hates you. But when he said that at this moment, you can't understand that he has stopped craving your body, right?"
"It's a big deal." Fu Beimo patted his belly again, "Brother, you are very skilled, even though you are a little fat." He then changed his words, "Yes, you are fat and strong. With such skills, it is easy to beat a thief."
He wanted to stay in the study for a while longer, so he walked quickly towards the door.
Fu Nanyao stood up and looked towards the door, but did not see Yan Funing.
Yan Funing said, "It's Li Xinheng's. Before the New Year, I was helping to look after the house, so you thought of making me two sets of clothes as well."
He Shi complained as he flipped through the photos: "Swords and daggers aren't so charming?"
You pause.
You think your looks and figure are wrong, but you never thought that in my eyes you become blindly confident.
After leaving the restaurant, Yan Funing went directly to the front yard to dry beef jerky and pork jerky.
Yan Funing glared at me, stood up and went to the bookshelf, picked up the bedding under the bed and put it back to the bedroom, and then took the bedding and quilts that were damaged by drying in the morning and took them under the bed in the study one by one.
"What is Liu Chengwen thinking? Are you planning to have those tight clothes custom-made at Uncle Wang's clothing store?"
As soon as he left the courtyard, he opened his voice and said, "Sister, your size hasn't been measured yet."
"Outside the wardrobe, outside the box, a few sets of clothes are broken, is he still missing?"
Liu Chengwen watched you fiercely, watching you ruin the bed, and finally couldn't help but say, "It's also harmful for you to continue sleeping in the bedroom."
"Don't thank him for keeping you warm those days." You put the pillow back where it belonged. "You're grateful. Here, I made the bed for him."
"That's also what he needs to do."
"You think he still needs you."
Yan Funing's face turned red with anger.
Now that the sheets are hung, problems are becoming increasingly apparent.
Since the restaurant had enough staff, Yan Funing worked there until the morning and then went home.
What a stinky Ali, he just wants to show off and look down on the clothes she sews.
The voice faded and became lonely.
It was Liu Chengwen's turn to be stunned. After a moment's hesitation, he said in a hoarse voice, "You said to try it. If he's willing, we can go back to the two years before and after."
Liu Chengwen glanced at it calmly: "Why is there one less?"
Yan Funing came out when she heard the sound and took the note I gave her.
Meng Li lowered his head and said, "My sister-in-law said she wants to make me some custom-made clothes."
Seeing the two people's behavior, Yan Funing couldn't help but shake her head and laugh.
"Is this true?"
Liu Chengwen laughed briefly and heavily, "You're lusting after his body? You want to be his concubine, you're looking for another man. Is it his face and figure that are the only things that catch your eye? Yan Funing, his confidence is not the same."
"Of course I can."
Gather all the drawings of different sizes and styles and put them in one place.
The problem of sleeping posture at night can be changed overnight.
"You said it." Yan Funing hadn't expected me to be so reliant, and she knew exactly what I was going to do, so she asked directly, "What does he want?"
Liu Chengwen was a step behind you, closing the door. His voice was clear and hot: "Who touched you those nights? Why did he say he was greedy for your body?"
"You stinky bastard, you're all fat, and you think you can wear tight clothes?"
No matter how good the material of the clothes is, the style of the robe can never be compared with that of the formal suit.
"You're missing a set of clothes."
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