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

The man's slender fingertips had already hooked into the seam of her dress, and with his strength it was easy to pull off her shoulder straps.

If he keeps kissing like this, where should he kiss?

Yan Funing was flustered and her face was hot. She finally came to her senses and called out softly: "Fu Ciyi."

The man heard the sound, propped his elbows on the bed, and looked at her brows with cold eyes.

The girl's face was flushed like a peach blossom, and the white and greasy skin on her heart shone brightly like a pearl.

It made his back tense up, and he touched her cheek with one hand, his fingertips caressing her tender face unconsciously.

"how?"

His voice was surprisingly hoarse.

Yan Funing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she put her hands on his chest, hoping to escape from under him.

However, her whole body was limp after being kissed by him, and her hands were even more powerless.

In addition, her strength was as strong as drizzle to him. Even if he didn't hold her down at the moment, she still couldn't escape.

"No more kissing, okay?"

The voice was plaintive and extremely pleading.

The shameful entanglement with him in that room flashed through my mind.

She was afraid that if she continued at this moment, what she would endure would be the same as in her dream.

The man pulled up her clothes, turned over and sat up, and pulled her up with his eyebrows lowered.

"Didn't you say your heart hurts?"

Yan Funing was arranging her clothes. When she heard this, she was stunned for a long time: "You mean you kissed me because my heart hurt?"

Fu Ciyi got out of bed and walked out.

"if not?"

The cold voice came back.

Yan Funing's teeth itched when she heard this, and she ran after her: "What kind of logic do you have?"

"Didn't you seduce me just now?"

The man didn't look at her. He was extremely cold, as if he could block everything in the world from thousands of miles away.

Yan Funing choked when she heard this.

To be honest, just now she really wanted to know how he would react if she cried harder.

And it was true that she felt uncomfortable, so she said it by the way, hoping that he would not argue with her over whether to escape or not.

Who would have thought that this action could be considered seduction?
It's her turn!
She cried so sadly and said her heart hurt, I guess it was really seduction.

Yan Funing, Yan Funing, how could you do such a thing to seduce a man?

So shameless.

She kept cursing herself secretly.

Seeing her silence, Fu Ciyi teased: "What, you have nothing to say?"

Now she can run away, which shows that her fainting just now is not serious.

Yan Funing lowered her eyelashes and still didn't answer.

The man asked again: "Does your heart still hurt?"

Yan Funing shook her head desperately: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

The truth still hurts a little, but I dare not say anything at this moment, for fear that he would accuse her of seducing her and kiss her again.

My butt hurt from being thrown by him just now, and now that I had jogged a lot in order to catch up with him, my butt hurt again.

Then he stopped and reached out to gently massage his buttocks.

Fu Ciyi saw that she had clearly caught up with him and fell behind again, so he turned to look at her.

Seeing her move, he frowned, walked back to her side slowly, lowered his head and asked softly in her ear: "Butt hurts?"

Yan Funing hurriedly waved her hands and blurted out subconsciously: "It doesn't hurt, no need to kiss."

She said her heart hurt, and he kissed her heart; if she admitted that her buttocks hurt, then he...

Fu Ciyi laughed loudly when he heard this, his chest bulging with laughter.

Suddenly he lowered his head again and pressed his thin lips to her ear: "Why does it hurt to kiss? I don't have such a perverted hobby."

He is a gentleman, and he doesn't just kiss anyone anywhere.

Yan Funing's face turned red with embarrassment, and she quickly stood on tiptoes and reached out to cover his annoying mouth. "do not talk!"

Fu Ciyi grabbed her wrist and looked at her: "Do you still want to escape?"

"I won't run away." She changed the subject, "I'm hungry. Where is the kitchen in my new home? I have to cook."

"There is nothing else to do from now on. You don't have to cook anymore. There is a cook at home."

He held her hand very naturally, and his voice was clear and clear.

The two of them left the main courtyard.

On the path outside the main courtyard, the housekeeper was waiting. He saw the two masters approaching and greeted them.

"Sir, Madam, lunch is ready. Should we serve it now or later?"

"Prepare the meal." Fu Ciyi said two words lightly.

The butler nodded and ordered people to go to the kitchen to prepare things, while he led the two masters to the front yard dining room.

"In addition to the old slave, there are one porter, one coachman, two rough ladies, two cooks, four servants, and four young master's bodyguards in the mansion."

"We young masters have already met each other early in the morning. Madam, you are free, so you should also meet us."

Yan Funing nodded: "Okay, please excuse me, housekeeper."

"The old slave's surname is Yu, Yu Liang."

"Butler Yu."

Butler Yu nodded and said, "I'd like to say something more. Originally, there were four maids, but the young master refused to take them. Now we are the only ones in the house. Fortunately, the young lady has brought her own maids."

Yan Funing was surprised when she heard this. She glanced at someone beside her and said to Butler Yu, "Her name is Caiyu. Please take care of her from now on."

"I talked to her just now. She is a very good girl."

"Yes."

The two of them walked and chatted, but Fu Ciyi didn't say a word the whole time.

When we arrived at the dining room, the cook and the helpers were bringing the meals and setting them out one by one.

Yan Funing looked around. The dining room was extremely spacious, the windows were bright and clean, and the seats seemed to be made of fine wood.

It can be seen that Yuci's mansion is indeed extraordinary.

In the dream, he was imprisoned by her in that small courtyard. He spent most of his time in his room and never had a meal in the dining room.

Now, after all, it's a little different.

Not long after, the food was placed, and Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing sat down to eat.

The housekeeper, the cook, and the handyman serving dishes were waiting aside.

Yan Funing felt a little uncomfortable in such a situation.

Fu Ciyi looked calm.

After eating for a while, he raised his eyes to look at her and said softly: "You eat yours, they eat theirs."

One of the cooks said: "This old slave is waiting for instructions from the two masters. If there is anything wrong with the food, we will change it immediately."

Yan Funing smiled: "That doesn't have to be the case."

Fu Ciyi glanced at her coldly.

Yan Funing's hand was taught to hold chopsticks. In her memory, when the Yan family was eating, there were maids standing there to serve them, but the housekeepers and cooks did not stand like this.

He looked at her like this, as if he was saying that they have different identities now and don't need to be the same as before.

His status is different. He has become a court official and will become a powerful minister in the future.

As for her, she just wants to be herself.

Immediately asked: "Have the two people who came with us eaten?"

The housekeeper replied respectfully: "Back to you, young lady, Xinheng and Caiyu have already eaten."

Fu Ciyi put down his chopsticks: "Everyone, please go down."

The housekeeper said yes and took the people away.

Seeing them walking away, Yan Funing finally asked: "Did I say something wrong?"

"No." Fu Ciyi sighed, "These people are not so much sent from above, as they are spies sent from above. If you have anything to instruct or use, don't be restrained."

Furthermore, it is normal for a small aristocratic family to have someone waiting to serve the master at any time.

Not to mention his former home. (End of chapter)