Yan Funing blinked, then came back to her senses, and asked in a puzzled voice: "Why are you in my bed?"
After the snowstorm, they continued to sleep in separate rooms, but tonight he appeared in her bed.
Fu Ciyi chuckled briefly: "Your bed?"
"Well, it's our bed."
After saying that, she lowered her eyes and turned around.
A cold yet slightly gentle voice came from behind her: "Are you having the same nightmare again?"
"Yeah." She nodded.
The man didn't ask any more questions. He stretched out his long arms and once again took the delicate girl into his arms: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Yan Funing's body stiffened, and after a moment, she twisted her body to get away from him.
Fu Ciyi noticed and said bluntly, "You were just trying to get into my arms, why do you seem to be two miles away from me now?"
Fu Ciyi's symptoms of stupidity are becoming more and more severe, and he always speaks in a naive manner.
Caiyu said, "Putting up the couplet with the word 'Fu' will make the atmosphere more festive."
The woman laughed out loud, raised her head, and cupped her hands under my ears: "He rubs it."
Why is it me who is following us so closely?
Yan Funing struggled several times, but was restrained by him and could not move. She could only ask, "Will other men also secretly sleep next to me?"
Yan Funing's head immediately exploded, and her voice also exploded: "You combed your hair this morning and it was messed up by him."
Everyone said yes and stopped.
"Um?"
Coupled with being drunk, she was completely unconscious.
Yan Funing went to pull my hand and said, "Come on, let's go write the couplets and the word 'Fu' first. His handwriting is so bad, let's put it up everywhere in the house."
Even when you and Bei Mo were young, your brother teased you like this.
The man sneered: "If it was another man, would you also shrink into his arms?"
Yan Funing looked up at me and said, "You need to rub it back."
Liu Rongchen also gave the brush, ink and inkstone in his hand to Fu Ciyi. He held Yan Funing's wrist tightly with one hand, and rubbed the top of your head hard with the other hand.
Fu Beimo's Adam's apple rolled and he finally relaxed his arms.
Listening to the soft voice of Xiu chattering in front of him, Fu Beimo was in a very bad mood.
After a while, Yan Funing turned around and, as if the night was over, consciously snuggled into my arms.
"Please prepare red paper, writing brush and ink."
Since my grandparents came, Dongyuan has always been so quiet during the New Year.
Why do I feel that way?
Her figure became more and more slim.
The man choked.
"Bad, you help him."
Slowly it was New Year's Eve.
He immediately nodded in response.
Fu Beimo couldn't help laughing.
During the last few days at the end of the year, the family was busy and the time passed in the blink of an eye.
"Oh, half an inch." Fu Beimo sneered, "It doesn't matter whether it's long or not?"
Li Xinheng couldn't hold it in, so he laughed out loud, then lowered his voice: "Do you know what the idiom for that is? It's called flirting."
Fu Beimo thought about it. He had been driven to Baozhuang Village at the end of last year. It was a very quiet New Year. Food and supplies were scarce, and even the sound of firecrackers was coming from other people's homes.
The gesture was quite heavy.
Yan Funing was amused by him: "The bed is so small, how could it be two miles away from you?" But she stopped laughing in an instant, "I fell asleep just now, I didn't know it was you who came."
That person really cares about everything and only asked today.
The two walked to the courtyard, where the lights and decorations were bright and colorful, giving off a strong festive atmosphere.
It would have been easy for Fu Beimo to break free from Fu Ciyi's grip, but he had this intention at the moment. He smiled and glanced at the panting Duonan behind him: "What does he want?"
Although Fu Nanyao had difficulty walking, she also helped carry the lantern.
Yan Funing wrinkled her nose: "You didn't grow an inch that year."
The corners of my lips moved slightly, and I kissed your forehead.
The girl's gentle voice rose a notch, clearly filled with annoyance.
The couple searched in the study together, and soon found a stack of red paper, took the writing brush, inkstone, and went to the hall.
Seeing your brother and sister-in-law having fun like this makes you envious.
Yan Fu snorted solemnly, "He asked? How could there be no shops open down the street these days?"
"Of course we have to." Yan Funing walked towards the main courtyard. "They are still busy in the courtyard. You will be back soon."
Liu Rongchen took a few slow steps.
Without my help, Yan Funing chased after someone.
"fine?"
He was still gasping for breath and was unable to speak for a moment.
I glanced at my uncle and his wife, both of whom looked so serious that I couldn't help but shake my head.
Yan Funing chased after him: "Hey, he apologized, but he rubbed your hair before he could even move. And you are a big cat or a big dog, so you should let him rub your head carefully."
Although the night is hot, it is quiet and beautiful at this moment.
In the study room of the main courtyard, Fu Beimo was reading a book. When he heard the heavy and slow footsteps, he knew who was coming.
Now that atmosphere was all given to me by the big girl next to me, who immediately raised her hand to touch the top of your head.
Seeing his sister-in-law chasing his brother, Liu Rongchen quickly climbed up the ladder, grabbed his brother, and shouted, "Sister-in-law, come slowly."
That's the case right now.
If another woman dares to treat you like this, I will kill her on the spot.
His voice was originally heavy and soft, but at that moment he deliberately raised the voice line and softened the tone, as if there was an indescribable thing, which was entangled with me.
Fu Beimo said gently, "We have to set off firecrackers. Find a way to get some."
The man tightened his arms around her delicate body, held her small hands, and held her feet with his feet to keep her warm.
At the bottom of the road, I asked, "Can we buy firecrackers?"
"Fu Ciyi, how do you speak?"
Yan Funing chuckled: "I bought it a long time ago."
Yan Funing glared at me: "He bullied you."
You've never seen your brother like this.
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