After Entering the Wrong Bridal Chamber, I Went to Farm With the Sinister and Powerful Official

Chapter 65 Thin lips are rosy

This is a shameful thing, and it is embarrassing at this moment.

My mother-in-law couldn't see it, so she asked her eyes to look at it.

Fu Nanyao is a woman with her, and she just taught her how to use menstruation packages, so she naturally feels harmless.

Fu Ciyi is different!

He is a man, and this is one of them.

Second, their husband-wife relationship is only nominal.

This is the embarrassment.

Yan Funing was so embarrassed that Fu Ciyi was not much better.

Just now, he followed his mother's words and glanced at the bed sheet.

Just this glance, he was stunned. Although his eyes suddenly dropped, his legs were very heavy.

Seeing that his son and daughter-in-law did not respond, Wan Niang smiled and said, "Ciyi, if you have a wife, I will say something to you in front of you."

"Women grow up, this will happen every month. As a husband, you should be considerate."

Fu Ciyi responded in a hoarse voice.

Then the soul returned to his position, moved his legs and sat back in front of the desk.

Wanniang said again: "Funin will be pregnant and give birth, so he should take care of him better."

Realizing that his son had already sat back, Wanniang patted him on the back of the chair: "Are you listening, kid?"

"Listen, listen." Fu Ciyi coughed.

Yan Funneng frowned and pulled her mother-in-law's hand again: "Mom, don't say anything more."

Wanniang just thought her daughter-in-law was shy and said gently: "You are young and don't understand a lot. You will understand when you get along more in the future."

Fu Ciyi couldn't stand it, so he shouted to Fu Beimo who had just gotten up outside, "Come here."

Fu Beimo stretched and said, "Brother, why are you calling me?"

"Help my mother back to her room."

"Oh, OK."

Fu Beimo came in very obediently, helped his mother up and left without saying a word.

Wan Niang turned her head and said, "This is a great joy. Unfortunately, I can't see it and can't make any food nearby. I'll go and get the post."

Fu Ciyi signaled his brother to help his mother to the kitchen.

When the mother and son left the west wing, Yan Funing breathed a long sigh.

She stuffed the changed skirt into the wooden basin and had to change the sheets on the bed again.

But she used the spare piece to separate the bed. If it was a spare piece...

Then tonight, wouldn’t she sleep face to face with him?

Whether it is facing the back of the head or facing the back of the head, it is very uncomfortable.

So I thought about washing the bed sheets and skirt immediately.

If the blood stain is contaminated, it will be difficult to wash off as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, she took out the stowed sheets, lifted the piece on the bed, and stuffed it into the wooden basin.

As she re-provisioned the sheets, Fu Ciyi sat upright on the chair with his back to the bed.

He didn't dare to turn around to help her.

The reason is not that he wants to torture people, nor that he is afraid of trouble.

Instead, he was afraid of seeing blood on the bed sheet again...

What I saw just now is easy for people to think about things on the side.

He closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows.

After closing his eyes like this, he actually told him what his mother asked him when he was in the woodshed-

[Ci Yi, were you busy until late last night? 】

【Thanks for your hard work. 】

[You kid, you are enlightened. 】

He was very confused at the time, and only then did he realize that his mother was trying to make some sense.

Fu Ciyi stood up and said in a hoarse voice: "I'll go out for a run."

Yan Funing's movement of making the bed stopped: "Why do you have to run a lap?"

"Practice martial arts and exercise, and you can fight a set of punches."

"Oh, OK."

Yan Funing nodded and smoothed the wrinkles of the newly laid sheets.

After retiring the bed, she took the wooden basin to the river to wash her skirt and bed sheets.

As it was just dawn, there was almost no one by the river.

Yan Funing washed her skirt first, but there was not much stain on the skirt, so she quickly cleaned it.

Then I washed the bed sheets. The sheets were not thin and slightly thicker, so I rubbed them hard for a long time.

Fortunately, the river water is cold and the blood is cleaned quickly.

But the problem arose. After the entire sheet was soaked in the river, it was very heavy when picked up. She couldn't handle it at all, so she had to pull a corner of the bed sheet with one hand to see if anyone came from the river pier.

No one.

Oh my God, what should I do?

She pulled hard, but only picked up half of it.

Suddenly, she heard someone's footsteps and quickly turned her head: "Hello, no..."

Before she finished speaking, she slowly shut up.

The person coming was Fu Ciyi.

He was running along the riverside.

What an enemy.

They were definitely mortal enemies in their previous lives, and she owed him so that they would have such a ridiculous husband-and-wife relationship in this life.

People who practice martial arts have different ears than ordinary people.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Fu Ciyi had already heard of Yan Funing's words.

"What's the matter?"

He slowed down and walked up to her.

Because I had been running a long way, my chest was slightly undulating, my white and cold cheeks were dyed with a little pink, and my thin lips were a little rosy than usual.

An unexpected monster.

Yan Funing blinked and said hard: "The bed sheet is too heavy, I can't carry it up. Can you help..."

Before she could finish her words, Fu Ciyi rolled up her sleeves, stood beside her, stretched out her arm, grabbed the sheet with her big palm and lifted it up.

The water was falling down.

Yan Funing lighted her hand and felt relieved.

"Do you want to wrinkle it?" he asked.

Yan Funing smiled on her clear and delicate pink face: "What you want, of course you want it."

She couldn't twist it at all by herself.

Fu Ciyi put the sheets together, gave them one end to her, and twisted them to herself.

Seeing her standing stupidly, she said, "Twist together."

Yan Funing wanted to cry: "I can't twist."

Fu Ci then looked at her hands, and his two little hands were holding one end of the wrinkled bed sheet, and there was no extra space at all to make her twist.

How could her hands be so small?

"Did you not eat at the Yan family since you were young?"

Yan Funing was puzzled: "Ah, why do you ask that?"

He wanted to say why his hands were so small, but when he spoke, he turned to his mouth: "How could he not have the strength to twist the bed sheet?"

Yan Fu lowered her eyes, and he said that she was so cute in her words.

"You don't have to twist the bed sheets yourself at Yan's house."

I don’t know where the courage came from, so I dared to say tough words to him.

As soon as she said that, she was shocked.

Fu Ciyi was also stunned, and then chuckled briefly: "Yes, you have suffered with me."

When he smiles like this, he is a temper.

Yan Funing didn't know how to answer the conversation, and her big watery eyes immediately sparkled.

Fu Ciyi looked at her in annoyance and said in a cold tone: "Let's do this, you just hold it, I'll twist it alone."

Yan Funing said "yes".

Unexpectedly, he was so powerful that he almost dragged her down while twisting his hands.

It doesn't matter if you drag it down on the ground next to it, but you will fall directly into the river at this moment.

"ah-"

She exclaimed.

Fu Ciyi frowned in annoyance, grabbed her arm quickly with quick eyes and hands, and carried her back.

"Why are you so cute that you can't even catch the bed sheet?"

He was about to fall into the river.

Yan Fun choked and he said she was spoiled.

Fu Ciyi looked at her: "Go to the shore to avoid wetting your dress."

It's better to twist it alone.

However, the feeling of twisting the sheets was completely different from the feeling of him grabbing her arm just now.

How could her arms be so soft?

So soft as if there is no bone inside.

(End of this chapter)