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

Chapter 72 I won't touch you

After a slight pause, Fu Ciyi added: "Who wants to sleep with me when I moved here?"

At this moment, there was nothing in between, and she didn't dare to sleep, as if she was afraid that he would have inappropriate thoughts.

He didn't mean that to her.

right…

Never.

Yan Funing choked, narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and said for a while: "Aren't I afraid that I will accidentally touch you and take advantage of you?"

She didn't see his disgust towards her.

He didn't like her touching.

In the book, he became a powerful minister, and she went to beg him, but was imprisoned by him in a separate courtyard.

At first she thought he was thinking about her, but she didn't expect that he just wanted to take revenge and torture. Even when he saw her skin, it seemed to stain his eyes.

At that time, he didn't like her to touch her either.

However, things changed afterwards.

The change happened when his marriage with the prime minister's daughter approached, and he came to the villa and treated her...

She doesn't want to recall the description of this matter.

Judging from the timeline, he really wouldn't touch her before he became a powerful minister.

That being said, the reality is different from that in the book. As a woman, it is better to be careful.

Yan Funing looked around and there was a hanging cloth curtain in the corner of the room. She usually bathed and scrubbed behind the cloth curtain.

"Why should we pull the curtain off and hang it on?"

Fu Ciyi raised his head and looked at it: "No, the curtain was nailed to the beam of the house with nails."

Yan Funing sighed: "Yes, if you want to re-target tomorrow, there will be too much noise. Nanyaobei Mo asked, it is difficult to explain."

Fu Ciyi: "The curtains look clean, but in fact they haven't been cleaned for some years."

"Ah, you said earlier, I was behind the curtain when I washed my body."

As soon as she said that, she hurriedly covered her lips.

Fu Ciyi coughed lightly: "The curtain has been dusted, and then I just hid behind and washed my hair, not scrubbing my body with the curtain."

This is really hard to say, but I still said it.

Seeing her pouting, he said again, "Take the curtain down another day, clean it up and hang it on."

In this way, it would be better for her to scrub her body behind the curtain.

"Yeah." She nodded.

This is almost the same.

I immediately sighed again, when she slept with him tonight, there was no bed sheet between her.

Fu Ciyi walked to the side where he was sleeping and spread the quilt, with a low voice: "You sleep better, you shouldn't touch me."

During this period, he only slept on the edge of the bed.

But in the middle of the night I often heard her arms or legs touching the hanging bed sheets.

Yan Funing couldn't help but laugh, and he made her sleep better.

Doesn’t this mean that she sleeps poorly?

"Don't worry, I won't touch you."

Is she really at a loss when I touch him in bed?

Besides, she still wants to survive properly.

Fu Ciyi said "Yes" and said, "Then go to bed."

After saying that, I went to blow out the candles on the desk, and in an instant, only the light of the oil lamp on the head of the bed was left in the house.

Yan Funing quietly took the bag from a cloth bag and then held the lamp.

"I'll take the oil lamp away for a while and I'll be back soon."

As the light moved, Fu Ciyi understood what she was doing, and her handsome face became slightly hot.

Not long after, Yan Funing came back.

The room lit up again, and she saw that he was already lying down, so she blew out the light.

Still as usual, she was wearing loose clothes and untied.

Outside the window, the moon is as bright as a simplicity, bright and clean. Without the barrier of the bed sheets, Fu Ciyi could easily see her gentle movements with the moonlight.

He knew he was sleeping in his inner clothes, but this kind of untied clothes made his body tense inexplicably.

In the darkness, he had no choice but to complain and decided to keep her by his side, and never expected such a situation.

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The next day, the sky turned white.

Fu Ciyi woke up early as usual, and she was still asleep beside her.

She closed her eyes quietly, her long eyelashes resting like butterflies. Suddenly she stretched her arms out of the quilt, and as she moved, her inner clothes were slightly open, revealing a touch of white shoulders and a seductive collarbone.

His eyes were slightly curled for no reason, and his breathing was suddenly tight.

Fu Ciyi quickly got out of bed and put on his clothes, and he couldn't stay on the bed for a moment.

The sheets must be hung back as soon as possible!

The morning light is dim, and there are stars in the morning.

Yan Fu stared up, and as soon as she left the room, Fu Beimo came to her with grievance.

"I didn't eat the food made by my sister-in-law yesterday. I was so hungry."

He scratched the wound on his arm as he spoke.

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

Yan Funing stopped him: "The wound is itchy, which means it will be healed, but don't scratch it. If the scar is lost like this, the scar will be lighter."

"Oh, Bei Mo is obedient." He blinked and whispered, "Mom is making hand-rolled noodles again. I don't want to eat it this morning."

"You still have to eat morning food. My sister-in-law will make snacks for you later."

Fu Beimo's eyes lit up: "What's delicious?"

Yan Funing thought for a while and ordered, "Go to pull a radish from the field."

Fu Beimo happily replied: "I'll go now."

Wanniang's voice came from the stove: "Is this guy Bei Mo starting to pick on food?"

Yan Fu smiled: "Mom, it's normal for a child in Beimo to change his taste."

Fu Beimo ran all the way to the fields and met Ali halfway.

Ali pressed his aching stomach and called him: "What are you doing in the field?"

"My sister-in-law asked me to pull the radish." Fu Beimo asked him back, "What are you doing?"

Ali didn't hide it from him and whispered, "I ate the bowl of noodles you gave me yesterday. I woke up hungry this morning and I really had nothing to eat. I just wanted to find something in the field."

Fu Beimo: "How about I give you a radish and you will be hungry."

Ali shook his head: "I stole radishes in various fields a few days ago. The more I ate raw radishes, the hurried the more I ate them."

"Then let's eat cabbage today." Fu Beimo suggested.

"Okay."

"Don't steal other people's cabbage. I'll give you one of my cabbage. You go back and cook it."

Ali nodded: "Thank you!"

So Fu Beimo pulled out a radish and a cabbage.

The cabbage was given to Ali and the carrot was taken home directly.

By the time he got home, Wanniang had already cooked the noodles.

Since I made a lot of noodles early yesterday morning, Wanniang controlled the amount of flour today. There were just five bowls of noodles, one bowl for each family.

Just as everyone was eating noodles, Fu Beimo held the bowl and refused to eat it.

Yan Funing asked him, "You are not waiting for me to make snacks, right? Beimo, you promised just now that the morning food will be delicious."

Fu Beimo said honestly: "I want to save the noodles for Ali to eat. He woke up from hunger today. I just gave him a cabbage and asked him to go back and cook it."

Fu Ciyi spoke out: "Who promised to eat Gong Food? Beimo, you have to be trusted."

Fu Beimo asked in a low voice: "I'll eat the noodles. Can you bring something to Ali later?"

"That Ali is a pitiful." Wanniang sighed, "But after our family finished eating, there was no food left. Why don't you talk about it during lunch?"

Fu Beimo looked at Yan Funing, pursed his lips and called, "Sister-in-law..."

Yan Funing: "First eat well, and I will make shredded radish cakes later, and you can call Ali."

Fu Beimo: "But he said that the more he eats the radish, the hurrier he gets."

Yan Funing: "The more you eat raw radish, the hurried you get. The shredded radish cakes are different, and they are quite delicious."

(End of this chapter)