"You're quite fair." Fu Ciyi said calmly, "How about those people in the mansion?"
"Okay, okay, Bei Mo and Ali also have some, and all of them are martial artists." Yan Funing smiled with her eyebrows curved. "I thought that giving a sword to a hero would be something that martial artists would definitely like. Another thing is that little Ajian might still be alive. Many of my husband's people were rescued from the mass grave by Leng Feng and Leng Ying, so there might be news."
Today she did not tell the Yang family about her guess that little Ajian was still alive.
The reason was very simple. First, she was just guessing and not sure. Second, before she found out any news, she didn't dare to tell the Yang family rashly. If she did, it would only add to their sadness.
Fu Ciyi nodded: "It's rare that you are willing to go with me to Nanshan tonight."
Yan Funing was surprised: "Going tonight?"
"Um."
"Great." She laughed.
If they go to Nanshan tonight, they will be back very late, so he will definitely have to postpone his plan to hold her hand.
Fu Ciyi raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "So happy?"
"Of course I'm happy. My husband wants to show me his other secret base. I'm so happy."
Fu Ciyi raised his eyebrows and chuckled briefly, "I don't know what you're thinking."
Yan Funing placed her hands on the desk, leaned forward slightly, and smiled at him, "No, it's not true."
But he spoke lazily, "In the cave of Nanshan Mountain, Leng Feng and Leng Ying arranged a room for me. You and I can rest there tonight."
After a slight pause, he added, "There are hot springs in the valley, more comfortable than a bathtub. Let's hold hands there tonight."
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