"Can you let me rest for an hour?" He raised a finger. "Only one hour. When I have enough strength, I will go back to the Fu Mansion."
There was a pitiful tone in his voice.
Yan Funing finally softened her heart and nodded: "Do you want to take a bath? I'll ask someone to change the water. But I've already taken a bath, and asking someone to bring water again might arouse suspicion."
"Did you throw away the water you washed with?"
"Not yet."
"I'll just use your bath water."
"Huh? Not good, right?"
"It's okay." The man walked towards her bathroom, took two steps, turned his head and called her, "I'm afraid I'll fall asleep in the bath, Yan Funing, come in and talk to me."
Fu Jiang outside the house couldn't stand it anymore.
My son is such a bitch.
Yan Funing ate her meal quickly and calmly, her voice indifferent: "Is there nothing wrong with me looking for you?"
It’s not good for me to leave, so that you won’t have to worry about me leaving. I can sleep peacefully.
"Coward." Fu Ciyi then entered the bathroom.
Thinking about how Fengpi has been sleeping and resting for days, you are really afraid that I will die suddenly, so you reach out to feel my breath.
I never expected that when you opened your mouth like that, my hand suddenly moved under your chest.
With the soft and warm girl in my arms, I fell asleep immediately.
The rustling sound of getting dressed stopped. Yan Funing made sure I was asleep, then spoke again: "Go back to your room first."
Yan Funing was sitting there, but she was not moving. If it was the mynah bird here, you would order Caiyu to tear Wenhui's mouth apart right now.
Inside the house, Yan Funing's lips twitched: "Go wash first, I'll go in and bring you clothes later."
There was only the creaking sound of the beauty turning over under the bed.
With a snap.
She had no peculiar habit of watching men bathing.
What happened last night seemed like a dream, except that the special pink pajamas folded like a twist on the edge of the bed reminded you that the crazy group had been there.
Yan Funing wanted to get up, but I held her down.
Fu Ciyi raised his eyebrows, took the clothes from your hand, and put them on casually.
But it prevents me from seeing the bright white on the collar of your coat, which emits a pearl-like halo in the dark night, brighter and purer than the moonlight.
Look at you in front of the screen, your head is turned to the side, obviously wanting to look at me.
"My wife is very thoughtful and has given you a very bad reason to refuse the marriage."
He really rode for four days and three nights and had no intention of doing anything bad at all.
"I think so."
Although there was no moonlight in the room, it was still dim, especially inside the gauze curtains.
And slept in the same bed with you.
You're just trying to break my fingers.
Yan Funing knew when she fell asleep, but she only knew to remember to wake up early so as not to wake someone up and avoid being discovered that there was someone hiding in her room.
Suddenly, he remembered something: "You know, I came back late because of Nan Yao's matter."
"That's right, the young master said he wanted to inquire about Sister Nan Yao's injury."
"Sister, your master has returned and has ordered his men to take you to the Fu Mansion."
As soon as he lay down, a small part of his long legs hung in front.
He was very sleepy and was really afraid that he would fall asleep in the bath. She was so weak that she definitely couldn't support him.
Fu Jiang smiled apologetically and lowered his head: "It should be so, but Sister Nan Yao complained of leg pain this morning, so the young master went straight back to the mansion before leaving the palace. He is now interrogating Hua Hong."
Yan Bojian said, "If Wen Huijian really wants to see your sister, he should come and pick her up in person."
Yan Funing was already feeling anxious.
Even the sound of breathing could be heard.
The room became quiet.
The kick landed loudly under the skin of my calf, indicating that the force was quite weak.
He said calmly, "His son should return to the palace to report. You can go later."
Although there was lighting in the room, I was able to walk quite swiftly and retreated into the gauze curtain in just a few steps.
The woman yawned sleepily, took the cotton towel, stood up quickly, and wiped the water off her body with the cotton towel.
You just grabbed my arm and tried to move it away a little, but I thought my hand would tighten around your waist as soon as it came up.
I also know where you got the strength from, and you were asleep and I didn't intend to let you go, so you escaped from my arms and kicked me hard.
As soon as I got off the Fu family carriage, I saw Fu Ciyi sitting inside.
Someone seemed to be waking up.
Yan Funing couldn't help laughing and burst out laughing.
She stood behind the screen on purpose, not even looking at him, and just handed over the clothes and cotton towel in her hands.
It has been a long time since I fell asleep holding you in my arms.
"I wonder if he can wear my pajamas. Can he try?"
Fu Jiang didn't dare to say that his son came back slowly to spend a good night with Madam Duo, so he just nodded in agreement.
Yan Funing pointed to the beauty couch and said to me: "He sleeps there, and you sleep on the bed. Our well water is infringing on the river water."
It was not until eight o'clock in the afternoon that Yan Funing finally got up and washed.
The last moment, the woman stood behind you.
Wen Huijian pulled his sleeves and hem, occasionally pulling up his trousers, and hurriedly retreated.
"Let's sleep together. You will disturb him."
The sound that answers you is still my breathing.
Yan Bojian, who was reading a book and dining with his sister, was surprised: "It takes a month to go from Pengzhou to the capital and back. His young master takes 70 days to go back and forth, plus the time he spends handling official business. His young master is amazing."
He turned over again and fell into a deep sleep again.
Yan Funing knew that he showered very quickly, so she found her loosest pajamas and brought them in.
"You haven't chosen the smallest one yet. That pajamas set is too small, and you've worn it before." Yan Funing joked, "Look, he's wearing it wrong. Give it to him to correct it."
Soon, the sound of water came from the bathroom.
Yan Funing then stood up, took Caiyu with her, and followed Wenhui out of the Duke's Mansion.
They hadn't slept in the same bed for more than a year, and now they were sleeping together again, which had a sense of secrecy. Yan Funing found it difficult to fall asleep.
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