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

Yan Funing left the restaurant, followed by Caiyu.

Seeing that Fu Ciyi was already there, Yan Funing smiled and asked, "My husband left school a little early today."

"Same as usual." Fu Ciyi said quietly.

Caiyu picked up the food box and said, "The girl has been cooking pork leg and was so busy that she forgot the time."

"I'm probably a little busy. The restaurant will prepare some meat, and I can just go home and cook some vegetables."

Yan Funing slightly lifted her skirt and raised her feet to board the car.

Fu Ciyi naturally stretched out his arm, and Yan Funing was not polite and used his strength to get into the car.

"I heard from Xinheng that you ordered a large bathtub at the wood art shop today?"

"Yeah, I thought the bathtub in the store wasn't big enough, so I customized one."

The couple entered the carriage.

Caiyu put down the food box, sat in the driving seat with Li Xinheng, and the car drove away smoothly.

Yan Funing drew the appearance of a bathtub in her palm: "When I told the shop owner, I only mentioned one armrest. Later, when I drew it on paper, I drew two."

The man nodded: "Two armrests are good."

"You also think two armrests are good?"

"Well, after all, you can't even sit firmly in the water. There are two handrails, so you can hold on hard."

"Fu Ciyi, you!" Yan Funing glanced at him, "I am as light as a swallow, so do I have to say it so bluntly? Besides..." Afraid that Li Xinheng and Caiyu outside the car would hear, she lowered her voice He said in a loud voice, "You dragged me in that time, and my butt hurt from the fall."

Hearing this, Fu Ciyi coughed lightly: "Does it really hurt from the fall?"

"Is that still false?" Yan Funing glanced at him again.

Fu Ciyi hesitated for a long time, and finally asked what he wanted to ask: "There will be a bathtub at home in the future, can I use it?"

Yan Funing calmed down and said after a moment: "Let me order one for you too."

"Why bother? Why don't you just order one?" He said, "Besides, isn't the bathtub you ordered quite big?"

"It's quite big."

Fu Ciyi said quietly: "Then I can do it."

Yan Funing twitched the corners of her lips: "But I want to use it alone."

Fu Ciyi raised his eyebrows.

Yes, she had no intention of being honest with him at all.

Listening to her words at this moment, not only did she not mean to be frank, she even refused to let him use the bathtub.

"Yan Funing, I will give you half of the bed at home. Why don't you give me your custom-made bathtub?"

"Uh..." Yan Funing choked.

The man added: "Not only will I give you half of the bed, I will also give you half of the desks and bookshelves. You can tell your conscience."

Yan Funing lowered her head and looked at her conscience.

Following her line of sight, Fu Ciyi's eyes also fell on her chest.

As soon as Yan Funing raised her eyes, she caught his sight on her chest, and immediately bit her lip to cover his eyes.

"You bastard, why do I have no conscience?" She recounted her conscientious actions one after another. "I cook for you and do your laundry. Why do you think I have no conscience?"

"Yes, yes, it's quite big." The man answered quickly.

"That's pretty much it."

Only then did Yan Funing remove her hand from covering his eyes, and her eyes couldn't help but fall to his chest again.

The skirt of her clothes was a little stretched out, much like her figure seen in modern comics.

Looking up again, the couple's eyes met unexpectedly.

Fu Ciyi hurriedly looked away: "Don't think wrongly, I just said that I have a great conscience."

It's okay if he didn't say this. As soon as he said this, Yan Funing's face suddenly turned red.

She tugged at the skirt of her clothes uncomfortably: "I have to ask Nan Yao to help me cut some clothes."

Now that I wear it, my chest is tight.

Fu Ciyi simply shut up.

The car stopped and Yan Funing jumped out of the car.

"Caiyu, you can cook today, just make some vegetable soup."

She had to ask Fu Nanyao to go tailoring, so she went straight to the east wing without looking back. Caiyu responded, took the food box and went to the kitchen.

After Li Xinheng and Shi Shiran got out of the carriage, Fu Ciyi said, "Sir, what's wrong with the girl?"

"nothing."

Fu Ciyi pinched the center of his brows and suddenly paused.

It was this hand that had touched her conscience.

Suddenly Jun's face turned red and he hurried back to the west wing.

In the east wing, Fu Nanyao was about to cut clothes.

"I will help my sister-in-law cut it out in the past two days."

Yan Funing pointed to several colors of materials: "When cutting, please help me relax the chest."

"Sister-in-law, why?" Fu Nanyao was puzzled. He raised his eyes to look at the lapel of his sister-in-law's clothes and chuckled, "I know why my sister-in-law suddenly wants to make clothes?"

Yan Funing opened her arms: "How about you measure me?"

Fu Nanyao took a ruler and first measured the bust and waist. He compared it with the measurements previously written down on the paper. Sure enough, they were different.

"It's really time to re-measure and take a note of paper."

"Go and get it. I've been busy at the restaurant today and want to sit down for a while."

Yan Funing sat down and knocked on her knees.

It turned out that she was not very good at instructing Fu Nanyao, who had limited legs and feet.

And this time, at least at the moment, she didn't really want to see someone.

Fu Nanyao agreed and went to the west wing.

As soon as she entered the room, she asked for paper and pen, and said to her brother: "Brother is so lucky."

Fu Ciyi was confused after hearing this.

When Fu Nanyao walked back to the east wing, Fu Ciyi suddenly realized.

Xiao Nizi said in the car that she wanted to call Nan Yao for tailoring. Nan Yao came to get some paper and pen to note down the measurements. It can be seen that it was different from the previous data.

And Nan Yao's words obviously have a deep meaning.

It's time for Nan Yao to get married, and she dares to tease her brother and sister-in-law.

Fu Nanyao helped Yan Funing re-measure all the dimensions.

Surprised: "My sister-in-law's bust has increased by an inch, her waist has become half an inch thinner, her hips have also increased by an inch, and her height has also increased by half an inch."

As he talked, he became depressed: "Beimo and Ali have grown taller recently. We four are about the same age, why am I the one left behind?"

Fu Nanyao looked down at his own figure, then at Yan Funing's.

Although her figure is pretty good among women. But compared with my sister-in-law, it's like heaven and earth.

Yan Funing didn't know how to comfort her.

"Because of your legs and feet, it is understandable that you are not as tall as me."

Fu Nanyao said, "Stature doesn't matter. Sister-in-law, what's the secret to your figure?"

When I asked, I made a concave and convex curve with my hands.

Yan Funing tapped her forehead: "Why are you asking again? I eat the same food as you, there is no secret."

At this time, Fu Beimo helped his mother back to the east wing.

When Fu Nanyao saw his younger brother, he shouted, "I know, Bei Mo and I are twins. In the womb, he competed with me for mother's nourishment."

Yan Fu stared at Fu Beimo: "Beimo does grow up fast."

Fu Beimo was happy when he heard this and stuck out his tongue at Fu Nanyao.

But Wan Niang said: "You siblings are born in my litter, so where is the competition? You have to support each other."

The siblings said yes.

After talking for a while, Yan Funing's embarrassment in the car dissipated, and she took her pen and returned to the west wing.

Seeing that she seemed to be in a good mood, Fu Ciyi asked her softly: "What are you happy about?"

She touched her forehead and smiled proudly: "I tell you, I am half an inch taller."

Fu Ciyi's eyebrows moved slightly: "That's it?"