After entering the wrong bridal chamber, I went to farm with the powerful minister

Yan Funing said softly: "Husband, eat first."

Their heads were very close to each other, making all the masters envious.

At another table, Liu Chengwen made many classmates drool with his delicious food.

"Brother Chengwen."

"Brother Chengwen."

Several classmates shouted at the top of their lungs just to take a bite of the food Yan Funing brought.

Liu Chengwen made a serious face: "You are not allowed to imitate my sister."

The classmates looked at each other and changed their minds one after another.

"Brother Liu, Brother Liu."

"Brother Chengwen, we haven't eaten enough yet."

"Brother Cheng Wen is still very powerful, he can make our masters into brothers..."

Someone corrected him: "Not a brother, but a brother-in-law."

"Yes, yes, Qingshan Academy..." The man gave a thumbs up, "This is you."

Liu Chengwen was so excited that he rewarded each of them with a chopstick of delicious food.

Fu Ciyi listened from a distance, with no expression on his face.

Li Xinheng, who had already sat down to eat, muttered in a low voice: "This kid needs to be dealt with."

"Well, probably because it's more fleshy, it's more resistant to beatings." Caiyu agreed.

Fu Ciyi said nothing and served Yan Funing some food.

After dinner, Fu Ciyi took Yan Funing, followed by Li Xinheng and Caiyu, towards the dormitory.

He stopped halfway and said quietly: "You two go back to the restaurant first."

Caiyu was worried about her young lady: "Uncle, we have to protect the girl. Isn't this what you asked us to protect all day long? If we go back first, what if something happens to the girl on the road later? good?"

Li Xinheng nodded: "Yes, that's the truth."

Fu Ciyi said: "I will take her back later."

Li Xinheng immediately faced Caiyu: "Yes, we are not afraid of the young master."

Caiyu gave Li Xinheng a look.

Agou is like a grass on the wall, and will fall to one side when the wind blows.

Li Xinheng chuckled.

Now the two of them were walking back together, and he could talk to Caiyu more on the way.

Yan Funing patted Caiyu on the arm: "Go back first."

Caiyu agreed, carrying the food box and leaving first with Li Xinheng.

Li Xinheng went to carry Caiyu's food box.

Caiyu didn't refuse, and said: "Brother Agou is just a wallflower."

"How can you say that about me? Is it wrong for me to think that the young master and the girl have a sweet relationship?"

Caiyu choked up and quickly said: "Can we improve our relationship by spending time together at noon?"

Having said that, quicken your pace.

Li Xinheng followed up: "Caiyu, I like you, you already know it. I want to talk to you more at noon, do you know?"

Caiyu frowned: "Li Agou, I regard you as an uncle and a brother, but you actually want to be my man?"

Li Xinheng followed her example and frowned: "Can't you? You have to have a man after all."

Caiyu was angry: "There are so many men in the world, why should I choose you?"

Li Xinheng stretched out his arms to pick up two food boxes: "I am strong."

Caiyu snorted: "I am also strong."

Li Xinheng laughed again: "That's a good match!"

Caiyu had nothing to say and her pace quickened.

Li Xinheng chased after him again, causing the empty plate inside to vibrate and make a sound.

Over here, the two of you are chasing each other.

Over there, Yan Funing followed Fu Ciyi to the dormitory.

Once inside, the man closed the door.

Yan Funing was startled: "What?"

Fu Ciyi pointed at the figures passing by outside the house, and then she realized that her husband was also going back to the dormitory to rest.

As long as you pass by this door, you can take a closer look inside the house at a glance.

She exhaled and whispered, "I'll squeeze your shoulders and beat your legs." "As long as you have the strength."

"You have always known that I am weak, so why do you still keep me here? Don't you just want me to massage it for you?"

Fu Ciyi chuckled and sat on the chair: "Just squeeze your shoulders first."

He didn't say that he wanted her to come to school because she was not in the restaurant during lunch.

As long as she is not in the restaurant, Prince Chi will not be able to see her.

Yan Funing walked up behind him, put her small white hands on his shoulders, and pressed them slowly with her thumbs.

After pressing for a moment, she clenched her fist and lightly beat him on the shoulder.

While pounding, he asked casually: "When we were in the Fu Mansion, was there any little maid who served Mr. Fu like this?"

Fu Ciyi asked quietly: "I said that no other woman has touched me. Do you believe it?"

Yan Funing thumped her shoulders for a moment and then laughed out loud: "I don't believe it. Mom and Nan Yao have touched you after all."

"Yan Funing, if you are so arrogant, I have nothing to say."

His mother pinched his ears, spanked his back, patted his arms, and so on.

As for Nan Yao, he helped her when she had trouble walking when she was young.

Later, it was gone.

Even if Nan Yao makes clothes for him, the size is still left by the tailor.

By the way, when he was in the Fu Mansion, the tailor who made his clothes was a master, a man.

He has a weak nature and doesn't like to be touched.

However, now he doesn't seem to object to the touch of the little girl next to him.

Yan Funing's little fist continued to fall on his shoulder, and she muttered: "Then do you feel comfortable with me serving you like this?"

Comfortable?

Fu Ciyi's throat suddenly felt itchy, and he coughed lightly: "It's okay."

She walked to his side, and since he was sitting while she was standing, she leaned down slightly, and her eyes met his cold eyes.

"I'll pinch your leg again to repay you for helping me yesterday, okay?"

As she leaned forward, the skirt of her clothes hung down.

From his point of view, at a glance, he really saw the scenery that he was not supposed to see.

Deep ravine.

Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes in panic and responded: "Pinch."

Yan Funing took his hand and said, "Go to bed."

The already soft voice seemed to be carrying a hook at this moment, and it actually hooked him to sit on the bed.

Fu Ciyi kept his eyes lowered, not daring to look at her again.

Although what I saw just now was only an angle between the crossed skirts of clothes, this angle had always been hidden under the clothes.

Even though he tore off her clothes that night, he never saw her.

See you just now!

Yan Funing sat on the edge of the bed and patted his legs.

Start patting slowly from the calves, and stop when you are about to pat the thighs.

I was resting my pillow on his thigh, and when he was riding a horse, his legs would have to work hard, and his muscles would definitely be sore. It doesn't matter if she gives him a massage.

After thinking about it like this, she asked first: "Does the thigh need to be massaged?"

The man closed his eyes: "Yeah."

"it is good."

Seeing his eyes closed, Yan Funing thought he was resting his head from exhaustion, so she slowed down her strength.

For Fu Ciyi, her strength is like that of a cat. At this moment, he deliberately lowered his strength, and placed his soft little hands on his thighs again, making him feel itchy all over.

It doesn't seem to be itchy, the condition is very similar to last night in the bathtub.

After being suddenly startled, he suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her wrist: "No need to press it again."

Yan Funing was confused: "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

"No." The man let go of her hand, calmly put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly, then lay down on his side and pulled the quilt over him, "I want to sleep for a while."

"Oh."

Yan Funing had no choice but to sit quietly next to the desk and look through the books on it.

The whole room was quiet, and only Fu Ciyi knew that he couldn't calm down.

It was so hot that it felt like my body was going to explode.