Yes, they are brothers.
Two brothers always have some similarities.
It just surprised her. It was rare to see him like this after drinking.
Caiyu moved her feet and said softly, "Sir, my young lady is too weak to help you."
Fu Ciyi pointed at Caiyu's room and said coldly, "Get lost."
Caiyu muttered, "My dear son-in-law is drunk. Drunk people have bad tempers. If you don't get what they want, they'll go crazy." Then she said to Yan Funing, "Miss, I'll go back to my room first. I'll keep an eye on you guys when I get back. If my dear son-in-law falls, I'll come and help him up."
Yan Funing sighed: "That's fine."
So Caiyu returned to her guest room and stood at the door watching the couple.
Yan Funing clutched Fu Ciyi's clothes at the waist tightly and supported him as he walked towards the room unsteadily.
Fu Ciyi didn't walk straight, but his steps were steady.
"You were drunk last night, and he was angry?"
"No one slept too well, but he got drunk and kept ordering people around."
The woman behind him clearly had her eyes closed, so how could the words she said be so blushing and heart-pounding?
"scrub."
Maybe he really didn't drink enough yesterday, Miao Yuanyu slept until noon.
"Scrub your body and massage your shoulders and neck."
A large handprint immediately appeared on the woman's fair back.
Yan Funing patted her shoulders and arms: "He just needs to massage my shoulders and arms."
Yan Funing shook her head and fetched some warm water to wipe his face.
He walked back to the edge of the bed and carefully wiped the skin under me.
The movements were so agile, even like a drunk person, Yan Funing slapped me hard on the back.
Fu Ciyi enjoyed it with a clear conscience.
In this case, it is appropriate that your arms are sore today.
You really owe me something, so you have to serve me like this.
Fu Ciyi saw through your intention, so he went back to his room early before dinner.
Fu Ciyi complained inwardly when he heard this, “It’s not that long?”
Fu Ciyi said softly, "My lady is worried, you don't know."
His voice seemed to have a refreshing taste of wine, and it was particularly mellow outside at this moment in the night.
The sound is crisp.
If you glare at me, you'll be kicked out of the house.
This made Yan Funing both angry and smirking. She turned around and asked me, "What on earth does he want to do?"
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You're going to help me wash my body, but you're going to help me take a bath?
The woman's Adam's apple rolled slightly when she heard this, and her hands behind her back clenched naturally.
Zhi Huai responded: "Help him clean it."
Yan Funing added, "Even if there are no social engagements, we can still drink like this."
You quickly raised your hand to cover it, and reached out with your other hand to pull my clothes to cover me again.
"Bad." The woman responded.
Reaching out and putting my hand on your thin shoulders shows my courage to use my strength.
When you get drunk, you can order me around.
I pulled it open again.
Under the bed, Miao Yuanyu's lips twitched noticeably.
“They’re all big things.”
Yan Funing was dumbfounded.
Your arms are still sore at this moment, and you talked about what happened last night in front of your family while eating.
Lu Wenfeng said, "If it's low, there will be fewer people inviting you to drink, but more people attending wine and dinner parties."
"I'm angry. You were..." You raised your hand, "Fu Ciyi, he ordered you around for a long time last night."
I remembered what Caiyu said, if a drunk person goes crazy, depending on his special temper, you can stop him.
That's not all. Most men are so delicate and soft, and I was afraid that I might have pinched them too hard, so I used a lot of force.
In addition to this request, he also said that the front of his back is uncomfortable and needs your help to massage it.
Yan Funing sighed again and wrung out the cotton towel again to wipe my back and arms.
Miao Yuanyu pursed his thin lips into a line and said, "I almost used all my strength, why do you still have shoulder pain?"
It was a while later. After the couple finished washing up, they sat under the bed, one behind the other.
Fu Ciyi pressed Shishi's temple and said, "That's how we'll drink tomorrow."
The next day, Yan Funing got up late.
After a slight pause, I said in a vague voice, "You know, my wife wants to help me bathe my husband."
Li Xinheng, Lu Wenfeng and eight others slept until morning.
"What do you want him to do?"
I glanced at you leisurely.
"Big deal?" You lowered your voice. "You massaged his shoulders and back for a full half hour, and your hands are sore."
But he said, "Please massage him tonight to loosen up his muscles."
Without thinking, I pulled it open again.
He took off his outer robe and his inner clothes one by one. When only his inner garment was left, his fingers paused.
In the room, Yan Funing put Fu Ciyi on the bed, rubbed her sore shoulders and neck, and said to the person lying on the bed with his eyes closed, "Don't get drunk."
But things have to be said.
Yan Funing gave me a sharp look and said, "That's still not enough."
Caiyu and the others were sweeping the yard when they saw you come out. They took a closer look and discovered that their eldest sister's eyes were swollen, so they asked, "Did you have a bad sleep?"
When the cotton towel touched his cheek, she saw his slender fingers begin to unbutton his own clothes.
Caiyu said, "He's still bad. I'm just afraid that my son-in-law will get drunk and go crazy."
Last night you took care of someone the whole night, not only cleaning me but also feeding me water.
Yan Funing's fingers trembled: "You help him wipe his body?"
Lu Wenfeng was also thinking about the results being announced tomorrow, and he felt both relieved and anxious, so he returned to his own yard.
There is a hint of coquettishness in your voice that you are aware of.
Soon, his fingers pulled one side of the thin strap, and the broad chest was revealed under Yan Funing's eyes.
Someone on the bed twitched his eyelids but did not open them.
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