Yan Funing said, "My husband, so the thief is the King of Jin."
"It's him." Fu Ciyi narrowed his eyes coldly, sighed, and walked to the bedside, "Mom, did he do anything?"
Wan Niang shook her head.
Did she tell her son and daughter-in-law that Prince Jin wanted to molest her?
This is really hard to say.
Yan Funing took her pulse and said softly, "I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some soothing soup. After you take it, mother, have a good sleep."
"Okay." Fu Ciyi nodded, "Thank you, my lady."
Such an incident happened at night, and it was already midnight when Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing returned to their room.
She held back her words all the way until she reached the bedroom, where Yan Funing finally spoke out: "Prince Jin is not young anymore, he looks to be in his early forties. Is he still climbing walls at this age?"
After saying that, he glared at Fu Ciyi unhappily.
"Why are you glaring at me?" Fu Ciyi was puzzled.
Yan Funing snorted and laughed: "Why am I glaring at you? Don't you know? I was also scared when you climbed over the wall to look for me. How scared must your mother be when she can't see? Tell me, how scared must she be?"
"Don't compare me to that guy."
Hearing the annoyance in his voice, Yan Funing softened and grabbed his arm with both hands: "I'm just saying that, my husband, please don't be angry."
"I'm already angry, so just tell me what to do?"
"Ah, my husband is angry. This is going to be difficult." Yan Funing's slender fingers helped him untie the cloak. She looked up and saw that he still had a cold face. She imitated his usual behavior and pinched his chin. "Husband, don't be angry. I will give you a smile as your wife."
After saying this, he smiled with his eyes curved, looking harmless.
Fu Ciyi said in a cold and hard tone: "I'm still angry."
Yan Funing smiled slightly, her fingertips sliding from his chin to his neck.
It slid slowly and gently, brushing against the skin of his neck and slowly circling around his protruding Adam's apple...
Fu Ciyi's Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.
Yan Funing pretended not to notice, and her fingertips continued to slide down, sliding towards his collar, helping him take off his clothes one by one.
Fu Ciyi put his arm around her waist, saying, "Are you trying to coax me?"
"If your husband is angry, you should comfort him yourself. It's my fault for bringing it up. I angered my husband, and I deserve it." She helped him take off his clothes. "Do you want me to help you put on your pajamas?"
"No need, it's in the way."
After saying that, he quickly got on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and threw his shorts to the end of the bed.
Yan Funing was stunned. "Hey, it's cold." She probably knew what he was thinking. "You'd better put it on."
Fu Ciyi patted the inside of the bed, turned to her and said, "Do you dare to sleep with me without clothes?"
Yan Funing sneered and said frankly: "I dare not."
"Then I'm still angry." The man said coldly.
"Heh..." Yan Funing slowly took off her clothes and crawled into the bed.
After all, I didn't want to be too close to him, so I slept inside.
The man came closer shamelessly.
Yan Funing quickly covered his mouth with her hands and eyes: "It's the middle of the night, stop making trouble."
"I'm angry with my husband, so you don't have to comfort him?"
He grabbed her slender wrist, easily pulled it away, and pursed her earlobe with his thin lips.
The man's breathing suddenly became louder beside her ears, carrying a bewitching tone. Yan Funing wanted to hide, but he grabbed her neck.
It's not that he really used any force, but just the way he pinched her gently made her heart beat fast, filled with fear and an inexplicable feeling.
"Fu Ciyi, stop kissing my ears all the time. They're buzzing and it makes me uncomfortable."
It made her heart seem to start buzzing.
The man leaped and pushed her under him, his cold lips covering hers.
Kissing again and again, like a woodpecker.
This made Yan Funing giggle: "Get off, you're too heavy."
Fu Ciyi said innocently, "I didn't dare to use any force at all. Look at my two elbows supporting me. If I really pressed down, you would probably be dead by now."
Yan Funing snorted, "Okay, you've kissed me, it's time to go to sleep."
"That's not enough, I want to touch it again." The man was shameless.
When he said this, his expression did not change, and he was still as cold as ever.
"Is there any part of my body that you haven't touched?" She pushed him hard, hoping he would get off quickly.
The man lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "There is another place."
Yan Funing's eyes suddenly widened: "No, no."
"My lady, please have pity on your husband."
The handsome man actually started to act pitiful.
Yan Funing's heart hardened, and she refused to agree: "No!"
He slept beside her, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice: "I am still angry with you."
The man's fresh breath still filled her ears.
Itchy.
Yan Funing scratched her head, her heart softening as she said, "Give me some time to prepare myself mentally. How about three days?"
The man bargained: "Three days is too long. Let's do it tomorrow. I want to confirm why I am unworthy."
Yan Funing let out a long breath and finally agreed: "Then tomorrow night."
Fu Ciyi was delighted to hear this and asked with a smile, "Tomorrow night, the bathroom or the bedroom?"
"Let's go to the bedroom." Yan Funing began to feel shy.
Before tomorrow night, her face was already burning.
"Sure." Fu Ciyi's tone was cheerful. "My lady, do you have any other requests?"
Yan Funing thought for a moment, remembering why she was afraid of him, and said bluntly, "You can't force me."
"I'm not a beast, I won't, don't worry." He kissed her on the lips, "Anything else you want?"
"You have to wash your hands thoroughly. Wash them several times with soap."
After saying that, Yan Funing covered her head with the quilt and didn't want to say anything else.
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