Fu Ciyi asked, "Are you scared?"
"Of course I'm not afraid, I just find it troublesome." Soon, she sorted out the bottles and jars. "When will you let your two men come over? I'll help them heal their scars."
"Tomorrow night."
"They don't show up during the day?"
"I have to be on duty."
Yan Funing said, "That's right, let's do it tomorrow night."
The man put his arms around her waist from behind and said, "There really was a woman at the social gathering just now."
"Really?" Yan Funing said with a smile, "What did you do?"
"Heaven and earth can bear witness to my actions. I didn't do anything. I was just worried about my wife and was anxious to get back."
"really?"
"Of course it's true. Didn't you also notice that my husband came back early from this social event?"
Yan Funing nodded, turned around, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek: "A reward for my husband."
"Not enough." Fu Ciyi muttered.
Like a child asking for candy, his handsome face showed a rare tenderness.
Seeing this, Yan Funing's heart softened. She put her hands on his shoulders, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his Adam's apple.
Like a cat, it scratched the man's heart.
It's getting harder and harder to bear.
This was like a switch, causing Fu Ciyi to grab her waist and shower her lips with warm kisses.
Affectionate.
And lingering.
As their lips and teeth touched, he said in a hoarse voice, "My lady, please don't be afraid of me, okay?"
"I'll try, but you can't force me."
He pecked her lips again. "I scared you the night before last. It was my fault. But you are my wife. You should know that you can't be afraid, right?"
Yan Funing's heart was beating like a drum. She pushed him with both hands: "You, you've drunk too much."
The man clasped her hands, buried his head in her neck, and whispered, "If you can touch him, maybe you won't be afraid anymore."
The cool and warm breath sprayed on her skin, making her feel numb.
Yan Funing's heart and lungs trembled: "Fu Ciyi, do you know what you are talking about? You are really drunk!"
It's so scary to see it.
And she has to touch it.
The man said in a low, sinister voice, "I'm not drunk. I didn't drink much just now."
The hand pinching her waist gradually gained strength.
Yan Funing swallowed nervously and coaxed him: "I'll let you kiss me again before going to bed, please let me go first."
My waist is about to break.
The man shamelessly made a request: "I want to copy the lotus."
"Draw my birthmark?"
"Um."
"Where to draw, the study?"
"On your back."
Yan Funing shook her head: "No, it's cold. Besides, if I wear clothes after painting, the paint will stain my clothes."
"Paint on the bed. The warm tent is down, so you won't feel cold. After you finish painting, take a bath and your husband will help you." The man looked straight into her eyes. "Between painting and touching, you choose one."
“Shameless.”
The man laughed instead of getting angry: "Madam, do you know that your lotus birthmark is very beautiful?"
"Do you like it?" she asked.
"like."
Yan Funing closed her eyes and nodded.
The man picked her up and slowly walked towards the bed.
After the warm tent was lowered, he went to her study to get paint and wolf hair brush, and came back to enter the warm tent.
Inside the warm tent, Yan Funing, blushing, took off her clothes, leaving only her undergarments lying on the bed, her back exposed. She glanced at him with watery eyes, hoping he would keep his word.
Fu Ciyi saw her fear and concern and said with a gentle smile, "It's just a painting, don't be afraid, you coward."
"Oh." Yan Funing buried her face in the quilt and responded in a muffled voice.
The woman had a curvaceous figure, and her figure was even slimmer than when they first got married.
He thought he was not a man of strong desires and had no particular requirements for his wife's figure. But he was naturally happy to see that his wife was so slender.
His fingertips gently touched the lotus on her lower back.
"She's pretty."
Murmuring, Fu Ciyi dipped the paint and carefully traced her back, as if carefully carving it, lightly touching her skin with the tip of the brush.
Yan Funing trembled slightly.
Fortunately, the man was painting throughout the rest of the process, and he painted lotus flowers on her back...
After a long time, he put down his pen.
He took her to the dressing mirror and picked up another mirror and placed it behind her so that she could see the lotus he had painted.
Seeing the lifelike figures of the lotus, Yan Funing chuckled softly: "Fu Ciyi, you really have a lot of free time."
"I'm not idle. I have to give my wife a bath. I'm very busy as a husband."
After saying that, he brought her back into the warm tent and called the maids to bring hot water.
After the maids finished delivering the water, he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom...
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The next morning, Yan Funing still blushed as she recalled the beautiful night.
He can do a thousand things with just a kiss.
"Hey, where did you learn that?"
Unable to understand, he kicked him.
Fu Ciyi lifted up the quilt and trapped her and himself under it: "My wife is very attractive. She is a self-taught talent for me."
Everything went dark before her eyes. Yan Funing gritted her teeth and said, "I'm a seducer..." She stretched out her hands and pinched his flesh, "You think you're self-taught..."
Fu Ciyi exerted force, his arm muscles tensed, and she couldn't pinch it at all.
"My wife, if you act like this, I will think you want to reminisce."
"No, no more." She begged.
He kissed wherever he painted lotus.
It was so itchy that she couldn't stop giggling. If it happened again at this moment, would she be able to get up properly?
Fu Ciyi didn't make things difficult for her. He reached out and hooked the belt of her dress, lowering his voice and saying, "Paint this side tonight."
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