As he thought about this, he unconsciously increased the strength in his hands.
Yan Funing frowned and cried out in pain: "You pinched me and it hurt."
Fu Ciyi was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.
He clenched his fist and tapped his forehead with his knuckles to force back the absurd idea that was about to emerge in his mind.
"I'll be gentler."
The voice was unexpectedly hoarse.
"Then I'll give you another chance." Yan Funing muttered, crossed her legs again, and ordered him, "You have to be slow."
Fu Ciyi hummed, and said jokingly, "As a husband, I listen to my wife."
As a result, he didn't have to use any force at all when massaging.
"Well, this is good. The strength is just right."
"I got it, I got it!" Yan Funing threw away her fear and grabbed my arm tightly, "My husband got it!"
Fu Ciyi glanced at him and he suppressed the thought.
After being pushed by me and the movement was really big, Yan Funing's body moved and then she woke up in a daze.
This made me calm down and push you away.
The man nodded: "Yeah."
Yan Funing also felt relieved. You went to grab Fu Ciyi's sleeve, but you didn't expect to grab my fingers instead.
At this moment, I feel more relaxed than when I took the top spot in the imperial examination.
The owner of the guild hall, his waiters, and the guests staying in the hotel were all shocked.
Holding the reins, I looked up at Yan Funing: "My wife will wait for you to come back."
Yan Funing closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
Lu Jinlian grabbed your hand with her backhand and squeezed it hard, indicating that you should relax.
I never expected that as soon as I turned you over, you hugged my calves tightly.
In addition, I once heard Da Nizi and Caiyu talking about when it would be a bad idea to escape. In this case, Da Nizi might really have taken the opportunity to escape.
The voices of people talking gradually died down.
I pressed my temples. What did I mean by "bad luck"? "Why do I have to give you a back massage?" But since I haven't pressed my temples yet, I have to give you a back massage anyway.
"Press it."
The Disheng Guild Hall was the closest to the inside. The ceremonial guard passed by our guild hall in a hurry without stopping or slowing down.
It turned out that it was the ceremonial guard of the Ministry of Rites who came to welcome the top scholar.
When these words were spoken, most people nodded in agreement.
This immediately drew recognition from others: "It is said that the first place winner of the Spring Examination is the Jieyuan from Jinzhou. If I win the first place, that would mean I have won eight consecutive top prizes. Your dynasty has been around for hundreds of years, and how many people have won eight consecutive top prizes?"
Thinking it was okay for you to sleep on your stomach like this, I quickly turned you over.
In this case, will the dispute between you and me also develop like the one in the book?
After hearing what people said, the owner of Zhuangyuan Guild Hall clenched his fists.
"What's wrong?" You sat up, rubbed your now open eyes, and yawned. "He pressed me so hard that I fell asleep first."
After being kneaded by him for a quarter of an hour, she finally opened her eyes. "That's enough. I won't use you anymore. My hands will get sore if you keep kneading for too long. We don't know what the results will be like tomorrow."
We were the only ones who heard it. The other candidates who hadn't gone to see the list yet also heard it, and they all hurried out of the hall.
In this case, I really don't have time to spare.
After all, you dare to use force, especially like what happened just now, you almost used force.
If he were in high school, he might really have some social engagements.
No official stepped out of the line, and whispered, "Where is Fu Ciyi, this year's top scorer?"
Some bad people agreed, all believing that the Zhuangyuan Guild Hall could produce another number one scholar.
I watched as the Ministry of Rites passed by the entrance of the Dizhong Guild Hall and then the entrance of the Dongliang Guild Hall...
Speaking of the reason for fear, if I really win eight prizes in a row, it will be the same as the female hand in the plot of the book.
At that time, the official bowed and presented a red wedding gown with small red satin flowers, and ordered someone to lead the horse down.
"What's going on?"
Everyone in the family was watching to see which family the Ministry of Rites' ceremonial guard was going to announce the good news.
Thinking of this, I stared at your eyes and eyebrows, trying to pry into your thoughts.
The next day, the couple got up early.
Now that you know that I have won the top spot, if you want to go back, you can just let me know. But if you are not at peace in your heart, it is better to say it.
I wonder if your hand was intentional or not. If it moves down an inch...
Yan Funing lay on the bed, bent her arms, and rested her face on her arms.
The guys jumped for joy.
Fu Ciyi's Adam's apple rolled twice.
Fu Ciyi held his forehead and pinched his eyebrows.
I washed up early, had breakfast, and prepared to go and see the list.
Gradually, your breathing becomes longer.
Having said that, he actually lay down and fell asleep again.
After saying this, he put on his red robe, tied a red silk flower, and jumped off his horse.
Yan Funing nodded and said "hmm" heavily.
It made me freeze all over.
The eldest girl once said she wanted to go home.
No one whispered, "The Ministry of Rites did go to greet the number one scholar. They said that the number one scholar was supposed to live in the guild hall, but he was actually living in a nearby place. The Ministry of Rites just happened to pass by."
As everyone watched, the Ministry of Rites' ceremonial guard arrived at the entrance of the Zhuangyuan Guild Hall.
Someone else whispered, "He said he was definitely going to the Champion Hall. After all, the results of the Champion Hall this time weren't that good. At most, the Champion will be there."
The officers and soldiers beating drums and gongs led the way from behind, followed by officers and soldiers holding up plaques with the victory report. The officers and soldiers who had not yet led their horses came in a mighty procession.
After all, every exam has the same examiner, and each examiner's subjective judgment is different.
Yan Funing was enjoying herself, and praised with her eyes closed: "It's really good."
"But is it? It must be so."
Before I even stepped out of the small door of the guild hall, I heard the loud sound of gongs and drums approaching.
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