Yan Funing soon started to moan, and Fu Ciyi had no choice but to let her go.

Looking at her soft and moist lips, the corners of his lips curved, and with a wave of his palm, the room darkened.

It wasn't until late at night that Yan Funing suddenly cried.

Fu Ciyi woke up when she heard the sound, touched her face and felt the tears in her hand.

"what happened?"

But she didn't answer him, and kept crying until she was out of breath.

Fu Ciyi felt inexplicably distressed and lit the oil lamp beside the bed.

Her bright white face was covered with tears, and her eyelashes were wet and bunched together. She was crying so hard that her chest was heaving and she was choking. It was extremely pitiful.

His heart paled, he hugged her gently, patted her back, and asked softly: "But it's a nightmare?"

Yan Funing finally woke up slowly.

Seeing that she was in his arms, she quickly raised her arms and hugged his neck tightly.

"Fu Ciyi, I have a nightmare."

The man wiped her tears and asked, "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed of a giant python that was spitting out messages and wanted to swallow me alive." She kept shrinking into his arms, "I'm so scared."

While speaking, he glanced back, as if the giant python was outside the bed at the moment.

A python spitting out letters?

Fu Ciyi was startled.

Inexplicably, a feeling of guilty conscience arose in my heart.

When he kissed her just now, he stretched out...

Yan Funing still couldn't get out of the horrible dream, and her two little hands were tightly grasping the hem of his clothes.

"Fu Ciyi, I'm scared, it's really scary."

He hugged her tightly and said hoarsely: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yan Funing nodded.

The temperature is getting lower and lower.

The rain also fell heavier and heavier.

Wind poured in through the cracks in the bedroom window and door, and with it, the temperature in the room also dropped.

"Can you hold me tighter?"

Regardless of her usual attitude of keeping a distance from him, she pressed her delicate body tightly against his chest.

The python in the dream was cold, but the man's embrace was warm at this moment.

She huddled in his warm embrace, as if his body temperature could completely escape her from the dreamland.

Only through each other's pajamas, Fu Ciyi could clearly feel the coolness on her body.

Xiao Nizi was really timid and squeamish, and she was so frightened that her whole body shivered.

My hands are cold, my feet are cold, and my delicate body is also cold.

He immediately grabbed her hands and put them into the lapel of his pajamas.

He used his feet to stretch her feet, using the warmth of his calves to warm her.

Yan Funing didn't know when she fell asleep again. She only knew that when she woke up in the morning, her hands were touching the man's skin.

Pretty slippery.

Seeing him sleeping with his eyes closed, she quietly lifted the quilt and took a look.

I saw someone's clothes were wide open. Judging from the position of her hands just now, she was probably touching his chest with one hand, and the other hand was just below the chest, almost touching his abdominal muscles.

His abdominal muscles, looking under the covers, surprisingly showed clear texture.

Overtly and covertly, it's very provocative.

Fortunately, I am not a pervert. Otherwise, I would definitely touch her now.

It’s just that such a good figure is right under my nose, and I am curious——

I wonder how hard the man’s abdominal muscles are?

She couldn't help but stretched out a finger and gently poked his abdominal muscles.

Little did he know that in the next moment, he would grab his wrist.

"Where do you want to touch?"

Being caught on the spot, Yan Funing was so frightened that she almost stuttered: "Abdomen, abdominal muscles."

Fu Ciyi chuckled: "So honest?"

After asking, he clasped her wrist and pressed her soft little hands on his abdominal muscles.

Yan Funing's palms froze and she murmured: "It's also hard." Fu Ciyi was in a very good mood and asked her: "Where else do you want to touch?"

Yan Funing blushed slightly: "No, no more."

She really didn't know which path he was taking, and she didn't know when she would step on his pain point, so it was better to be careful at the moment.

Suddenly he said: "Except for the area where the underwear is on, you can touch any place next to it if you want."

She probably did something wrong last night, and now she could touch him however she wanted.

Yan Funing was stunned, lifting the quilt and staring straight at what he said.

Fu Ciyi coughed twice, and when she saw no response, he raised his hand and tapped her forehead twice: "Yan Funing, what are you thinking about in this mess?"

"No, it's nothing." Yan Funing touched her forehead, retracted her body into the quilt, covered herself with the quilt, and tucked the corners of the quilt, "Hurry up and fasten your belt."

This person's waist is straight and strong, and his abdominal muscles are so strong. No wonder the book says that his work is excellent.

Thinking of this, she covered her hot face.

How could she even think of going up there with something like that?

Fu Ciyi smiled helplessly, reached under the quilt, and tightened his belt.

"It's a nightmare at night. You feel cold all over. I took off my clothes to warm you. Yan Funing, does this mean we have a physical relationship?"

Voice teasing.

He wanted to say that he kissed her at night.

Thinking that she would have nightmares about this, he suddenly couldn't open his mouth.

I had no choice but to say this.

Yan Funing choked suddenly.

In the narrow sense, skin-to-skin contact is what happened.

In a broad sense, skin-to-skin contact, such as hugging, also counts.

But seeing the interest in his eyes, she pushed him: "No, your clothes are open, but I am wearing clothes."

Fu Ciyi chuckled.

"Why are you laughing?" She was really puzzled.

"In your opinion, do you and I have to wear no clothes?"

"Don't say such things."

At this time, Caiyu knocked on the door.

The couple made a tacit agreement not to talk about the topic.
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The rain didn't stop for the next few days.

The north wind blows, and it gets colder day by day.

By November 13th, the sky finally cleared up.

However, the roads outside the town were muddy. Yan Funing thought that the road would probably be easier tomorrow, so she planned to go to the blacksmith shop the next day, so she was busy in the restaurant all day.

When she returned home in the evening, Fu Beimo and Meng Li both appeared in front of her.

She called her sister-in-law one after another, and she was extremely well-behaved.

Wherever she went, the two of them followed.

Fu Ciyi came back from school. As soon as he entered the house, he saw that Yan Funing seemed to have two extra tails behind her.

"You two?" He said coldly.

Yan Funing smiled: "They didn't tell me anything if I asked them, they just followed me with a smile."

Fu Ciyi raised his eyebrows: "Say."

Meng Li then said: "Last time, my sister-in-law said that she would make swords for us. We counted the time and found that half a month had passed."

It was October 26th to customize the blacksmith shop, and today is November 13th.

Yan Funing burst out laughing: "What do I think it's about? Although the rain has stopped today, the dirt road is still difficult to walk on. I plan to go tomorrow."

Fu Beimo clapped his hands and applauded: "I said that my sister-in-law will not forget it. My sister-in-law will go to get the sword tomorrow, and Ali and I will go together, okay?"

"Sure." Yan Funing agreed.

Fu Ciyi pinched his eyebrows. He was looking forward to the rain continuing to fall.

So you can sleep in the bedroom.

He will probably be driven back to his study tonight.

The couple walked to the main courtyard.

Seeing that there were no quilts drying in the courtyard or the main courtyard, Fu Ciyi suddenly felt happy and asked: "It's sunny, why didn't you help me dry the quilt?"

"It's sunny today, let's do it again tomorrow." (End of Chapter)

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