Chapter 693: Take Off His Pants



Yan Funing narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and soon frowned.

"That bamboo mat is indeed new." She leaned over. "Come in quickly, I'll help you take a look."

"Then I'll trouble you."

The man walked slowly into the bedroom.

Yan Funing placed the lamp on the bedside, turned around and saw him standing there with no intention of moving closer to the bed, so she smiled.

"Didn't the Master ask me to help look after you? Why are you standing there like this?"

He was wearing a sleeveless, cross-collared nightgown and knee-length shorts, which was indeed his bedtime attire.

"My mother-in-law has given orders, and as a junior, I have to obey. This room is for you to sleep in, and I shouldn't come in."

The man's voice was very faint.

Seeing him like this, Yan Funing couldn't help but smile: "Okay, I'll help you remove the thorn. Even if Mother Tong knows about this, it won't matter."

"right."

"Smirk."

"Look for it."

The woman then stammered, "Buttocks, below the buttocks."

The bamboo mats for the single beds were newly bought in town yesterday evening.

"Yes?"

"Then get on the bed and lie down."

Yan Funing asked casually, "How did you sleep last night?"

Yan Funing reached out and felt every inch of her skin.

The woman's voice was heavy: "Not yet."

Fu Ciyi responded and lay down obediently, moving as soon as he could.

Xiong Hongjian finally reacted and ran back to the study, grabbing a pillow.

When I turned around, I saw that he was already lying down.

“Hahaha…” You responded, “Bad.”

Yan Funing went to bed, threw away the bamboo thorn, put the large tweezers back into her dressing box, and issued an order to leave: "You have done something wrong, Mr. Fu, go back to bed."

The woman squeaked, "It's still on the right."

"If you pull it out rashly, you have to use some skill, otherwise the thorn will break off outside the flesh and cause inflammation."

What surprised me was that you nodded in rejection: "Bad."

It is actually useful at this moment.

When I move like this, my body moves too.

Show the bamboo thorn to the lying woman.

A quarter of an hour ago, everyone was having breakfast in the dining room.

"It must be so troublesome."

Although it is already April 17th, the nights outside are much cooler than in August, but the chill still remains.

Yan Funing tried her best to touch my skin, and with a pair of tweezers, the bamboo thorn was successfully removed.

What I saw behind my eyes...

You grabbed my pants with one hand and pulled them up, and they actually moved.

He took out the big tweezers again and sat back next to me.

Fu Ciyi took a few steps, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Yan Funing shook her head and sat cross-legged beside him.

If someone gets stabbed, it is unlikely that someone else sleeping on a Hsinchu mat will get stabbed.

"He can use this as an excuse to say you pulled his pants off."

I also prepared a set of speeches.

"Thank you so much."

You yelled at me, "Hey, it's broken."

I washed it before buying it, hung it out to dry in the evening, and it dried very slowly.

Feeling that Duonan had reacted, even laughing, Fu Ciyi turned his head and asked: "You said Yan Funing, did he see the bamboo thorns?"

After saying that, she went to the bedside and found a pair of tweezers from the dressing box she brought with her.

"Hahaha..." Yan Funing laughed out loud.

Fu Ciyi blushed and sighed, then reached out to untie his belt and lay down again.

Seeing this, Yan Funing stood up and pulled him up.

"I see it, I see it."

The door was closed tightly, the bedside lamp was blown out, and he lay straight beside you.

--

Of course, I'm also prepared to be kicked out by you.

Caiyu quickly swallowed her breakfast and said honestly, "Sister, it's bad to sleep right away. The bamboo mat has no burrs."

Yan Funing sat down on the edge of the bed first and said to him, "Where's your leg? Come sit down and let me take a look."

Fu Ciyi put on his pants quickly and turned over to sit on them.

For example, we are a married couple, sharing the same bed for a long time. Even if the emperor interfered and divorced us, we would still be married now. Moreover, we are about to remarry, so sleeping together like this is actually inappropriate. You have to doubt my character...

Compared to his previous hesitant movements, he now lay down neatly.

Li Xinheng said, "You slept well. The Tianhuo bamboo mat really doesn't have sharp thorns. Pull out two of them. Luckily you have thick skin, so you didn't get pricked."

"There's no need to reason with us. We can just polish it ourselves." Yan Funing picked up the bowl and continued to eat.

Xiong Hongjian sighed quietly.

The woman's voice may have been hoarse because she was lying down.

"Yes."

The man in front of him had two unicorn arms and two calves.

Yan Funing rolled up my right trouser leg, raised it up, and took a closer look, and she saw something.

Not so pure and lustful.

Seeing me stand up, Yan Funing said softly, "Polish the new bamboo mat and sleep on it naturally, so that we won't get cold sleeping on the same bed."

After thinking for a while, he said, "You should be vague with me first. He asked you to do something, right?"

After a while, the bamboo thorns finally came out.

Uh, the body shape is definitely wrong.

Fu Ciyi's ears turned red: "Yan Funing, isn't this so wicked?"

"You stay in the bedroom and sleep." The woman said directly.

Yan Funing put down the tweezers and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Very slowly, Yan Funing found it again, leaned over, got closer, held her breath, and carefully picked it up with large tweezers.

Fu Ciyi frowned and glanced at him: "Just now you just wanted to deal with it slowly, considering that bamboo thorns are easy to break."

You frowned. The thin bamboo thorn held by the tweezers was less than half an inch long. It was really painful to pierce the flesh horizontally.

Tong's mother said, "You'll have to go and talk to the store owner later. It's not a problem even with Xinzhu banquets. It's just that if you don't sleep enough, it will be bad."

Fu Ciyi was lying on his side with his Adam's apple rolling several times.

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