The people who were hanging lanterns in the yard looked at the couple, and saw one of us running away and the other chasing us, and they all laughed out loud.
Fu Beimo grabbed your hand with his backhand, squeezed it gently, and then let go.
His eyes fell on Duonan's body, and he asked with interest, "Is he still growing?"
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"Of course he's fine. He's already eighty years old. Can't he spend the next two days reading?" Yan Funing walked up behind me and tapped my thick book. "We're leaving Beijing before the New Year. Let's spend a quiet New Year with our family."
Yan Funing was annoyed. She handed the red paper in her hand to Fu Ciyi and raised her arm to grab someone's hair.
With a sigh, she finally softened her tone, "It's a hot day, my hands and feet are hot, it's only natural for my wife to be in my husband's arms, there's nothing to worry about."
Fu Ciyi opened his eyes narrowly and looked left and right at his brother and sister-in-law.
Now that they were celebrating the New Year in their new home, they had to create a good atmosphere. Early in the morning, Yan Funing brought people to decorate the yard with lanterns and colorful decorations.
Yan Funing's hands and feet were finally warm, but she couldn't fall asleep because I held her too tightly. She said softly, "My husband, hold me tighter, isn't it? You can't catch your breath, but you still have to move."
In this way, the festive atmosphere of the New Year is much stronger.
"Yes, rub it back." Fu Ciyi agreed, "Luckily, sister-in-law is short for men, otherwise, with brother pressing on the head with such force, it would have grown shorter."
Yan Fu nodded solemnly, and following Fu Ciyi's words, she said to someone, "Yes, if he harms your growth, his crime will be minor."
A smile appeared on Fu Beimo's lips.
He also knows why he wants to sleep with you tonight.
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