Chapter 72 I won't touch you After a slight pause, Fu Ciyi added: "When we move here, who wants to sleep in the same bed with me?"
At this moment, there was nothing separating her, so she didn't dare to sleep anymore, as if she was afraid that he would have some inappropriate thoughts.
He didn't mean that to her.
Correct……
there has never been.
Yan Funing choked, narrowed her beautiful eyes, and said after a while: "Aren't I afraid that I might bump into you accidentally and take advantage of you?"
It's not like she couldn't see his dislike for her.
He didn't like her touching him.
In the book, he became a powerful minister. She went to beg him, but he imprisoned her in another courtyard.
At first she thought he wanted to do something to her, but she didn't expect that he just wanted revenge for the when he saw her skin, it seemed like it was staining his eyes.
At that time, he didn't like her to touch him either.
However, things changed after that.
The change occurred when his wedding to the prime minister's daughter was approaching. He came to the other courtyard and told her...
She didn't want to recall the description of the incident.
Judging from the timeline, before he became a powerful minister, he really wouldn't touch her.
Having said that, the real situation is different from the book. As a woman, it is better to be more careful when you should be careful.
Yan Funing looked around and saw a hanging curtain in the corner of the room. She usually bathed and scrubbed behind the curtain.
"How about we pull down the curtain and hang it up?"
Fu Ciyi looked up and said, "No, the curtain is nailed to the beam."
Yan Funing sighed: "That's right. If we want to nail it again tomorrow, there will be too much noise. It's hard to explain when Nan Yao Bei Mo asks."
Fu Ciyi: "The curtain looks clean, but in fact it has not been cleaned for several years."
"Ah, if you hadn't told me earlier, I would have been washing myself behind the curtain."
As soon as the words came out, she hurriedly covered her lips.
Fu Ciyi coughed softly: "The curtain has been dusted, and you are just washing behind me, not using the curtain to clean yourself."
It was really hard to say this, but I said it anyway.
Seeing her pouting, he added: "Take down the curtain another day, clean it and hang it up again."
It would be better for her to scrub herself behind the curtain.
"Yeah." She nodded.
That's more or less.
Then she sighed again. When she slept with him tonight, there was no bed sheet between them.
Fu Ciyi walked to the side where he slept, spread out the quilt, and said in a low voice: "You have a better sleeping position, so you shouldn't touch me."
During this period, he only slept on the edge of the bed.
However, in the middle of the night, I often heard her arms or legs touching the hanging sheets.
Yan Funing couldn't help but laugh, he asked her to sleep better.
Doesn't this mean that her sleeping posture is poor? "Don't worry, I won't touch you."
If she touches him in bed, she will really suffer, okay?
Besides, she still wants to live well.
Fu Ciyi said "Yeah": "Then go to bed."
After that, he went to blow out the candle on the desk. In an instant, the only light left in the room was the light of the bedside oil lamp.
Yan Funing quietly took the menstrual bag from a cloth bag, and then held up 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 going to do, and his handsome face turned slightly hot.
Not long after, Yan Funing came back.
The light came on again in the room, and she saw that he was lying down, so she blew out the light.
Still undressing and taking off his belt as usual.
Outside the window, the moonlight is shining the barrier of sheets, Fu Ciyi could easily see her gentle movements through the moonlight.
He knew he was sleeping in his inner clothes, but taking off his clothes like this made his body tense inexplicably.
In the darkness, he cursed helplessly, and when he decided to leave her by his side, he never expected such a situation. - The next day, the sky turned white.
Fu Ciyi woke up early as always, while she was still asleep beside her.
She closed her eyes quietly, her long eyelashes resting like she stretched her arms out of the quilt, and with her movement, the skirt of her inner clothes was slightly opened, revealing a touch of white shoulders and a seductive collarbone.
His eyes narrowed slightly for no reason, and his breathing suddenly became tight.
Fu Ciyi quickly got out of bed and got dressed. He couldn't stay in bed for any longer.
The sheets must be hung back up as soon as possible! The morning light is faint, and there is a ray in the morning.
Yan Fun stood up, and as soon as she left the room, Fu Beimo came to her aggrievedly.
"I didn't get any food cooked by my sister-in-law yesterday. I was so hungry."
As he spoke, he scratched the wound on his arm.
Yan Funing stopped him: "If the wound is itchy, it means it is getting better, but don't scratch it. If the scar is removed, the scar will be shallower."
"Oh, Bei Mo is obedient." He winked and whispered, "Mom is making dough again. I don't want to eat it this morning."
"You still have to eat for breakfast. My sister-in-law will make snacks for you later."
Fu Beimo's eyes lit up: "What's so delicious?"
Yan Funing thought for a while and said, "Go and pull a radish from the field."
Fu Beimo happily agreed: "I'll go right now."
Wan Niang's voice came from the kitchen: "Is this boy Beimo starting to be picky about food?"
Yan Funing smiled: "Mom, it's normal for children in Beimo to want to change their taste."
Fu Beimo ran all the way to the fields and met Ali on the way.
Ali pressed his aching stomach and called out to him: "What are you doing in the field?"
"Sister-in-law asked me to pull radishes." Fu Beimo asked him, "What are you doing here again?"
Ali didn't hide anything from him, and whispered: "I ate the bowl of noodles you gave me yesterday. I woke up hungry this morning and really had nothing to eat, so I wanted to come to the fields to find something."
Fu Beimo: "How about I give you a carrot to satisfy your hunger."
Ali shook his head: "A few days ago, I stole radishes from various fields and ate them. The more I ate raw radishes, the more hungry I became."
"Then let's eat Chinese cabbage today." Fu Beimo suggested.
"Alright."
"Don't steal other people's cabbage. I'll give you one of my cabbages. You can go back and cook it."
Ali nodded: "Thank you!"
So Fu Beimo pulled out a radish and a Chinese cabbage.
The cabbage was given to Ali, and the radish was taken home directly.
When he got home, Wan Niang had already cooked the noodles.
Since she 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 person in the family.
While everyone was eating noodles, Fu Beimo held the bowl in his hands and refused to eat.
Yan Funing asked him: "You are not waiting for me to make snacks, are you? Beimo, you promised just now that the morning meal will be delicious."
Fu Beimo said honestly: "I want to save the noodles for Ali. He woke up hungry today. I just gave him a piece of cabbage and asked him to go back and cook it."
Fu Ciyi said: "Who promised to eat the imperial food? Beimo, you must keep your word."
Fu Beimo asked in a low voice: "I'll eat the noodles. Can you bring Ali something to eat later?"
"That Ali is pitiful." Wan Niang sighed, "But our family has finished the morning meal and there is nothing left to eat. How about we talk about it at lunch?"
Fu Beimo looked at Yan Funing, pursed his lips and called: "Sister-in-law..."
Yan Funing: "Have a good breakfast first. I'll make shredded radish cake later. You can call Ali over."
Fu Beimo: "But he said that the more he eats radishes, the hungrier he becomes."
Yan Funing: "The more you eat raw radish, the hungrier you get. The shredded radish cake is different, it's quite delicious."
(End of this chapter)