After Entering the Wrong Bridal Chamber, I Went to Farm With the Sinister and Powerful Official - Chapter 473
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Chapter 473 Where can I love you?
The man’s slender fingertips had hooked the mouth of her small clothes, and it was easy for him to pull off her shoulder straps with his strength.
If he kissed like this, where should he kiss?
Yan Funing felt anxious and finally came to her senses and called out softly: “Fu Ciyi.”
The man heard the sound, supported his elbows on the bed, and looked at her eyebrows coldly.
The girl’s hibiscus face was blushing like peach blossoms, and the white and greasy skin on her heart was shining with a pearly halo.
It made his back tense, he stroked her cheek with one hand, and unconsciously stroked her tender face.
“how?”
His voice was surprisingly dull.
Yan Funing’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her hands pressed against his chest in hopes of escaping from under him.
However, he kissed him so hard that his hands were even weak.
Adding her strength to him was like drizzle. Even if he didn’t press her at this moment, she still couldn’t escape.
“Don’t kiss again, okay?”
The voice is sad and extremely pleading.
The shameful entanglement flashed through my mind with him in that room.
I was afraid that if I continued at this moment, what she had to bear would be like in a dream.
The man pulled her clothes, turned over and sat up, and pulled her up with his eyebrows and eyes lowered.
“Didn’t you say your heart hurt?”
Yan Funing was tidying up her clothes, but as soon as she heard this, she was stunned for a while: “Do you mean you kissed me because I felt so painful?”
Fu Ciyi got out of bed and walked out.
“What about that?”
A cold voice came back.
Yan Funing heard itchy teeth and trotted to chase after him: “What’s the logic?”
“Aren’t you seducing me now?”
The man didn’t look at her, and he was extremely cold, as if he could turn everything in the world away from him.
Yan Funing choked when she heard this.
To be honest, she really wanted to know how he would react just now that she was crying sadly.
It was true that she felt uncomfortable, and by the way, I hope he would not bicker with her about whether to escape or not.
How could I expect this behavior to be seduced?
It’s her that she shouldn’t have!
He cried so sadly and said that his heart hurt, probably it was really seducing.
Yan Funing, Yan Funing, how did you do such a seduce a man?
Very shameless.
She kept cursing herself in her heart.
Seeing that she was silent, Fu Ciyi teased, “What, I have nothing to say?”
Seeing that she could run away at this moment, it was obvious that she had fainted just now.
Yan Funing lowered her eyelashes, but still refused to respond.
The man asked again: “Does the heart still hurt?”
Yan Funing shook her head desperately: “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
The facts still hurt a little, but I dare not say it at this moment, for fear that he would say she seduce her again and kiss her again.
It was just that his **** hurt when he threw it. At this moment, in order to catch up with him, he trotted a lot, and his **** hurt again.
So he stopped and reached out to rub his buttocks quietly.
Seeing that she clearly caught up with him, Fu Ciyi fell behind for another period of time and turned to look at her.
Seeing her movements, he frowned, walked slowly back to her side, lowered his head and asked in her ear, “Hands hurt?”
Yan Funn waved his hand in a hurry and blurted out subconsciously: “It doesn’t hurt, you don’t need to kiss me.”
She said that her heart hurts, and he kissed her; if he admits that her buttocks hurt, then he…
Fu Ciyi laughed loudly when he heard this, his chest was stimulating.
Suddenly he lowered his head again and pressed his thin lips against her ears: “Where does it hurt? I don’t have this perverted habit.”
He is a gentleman and does not marry anywhere.
Yan Funin’s face turned red with embarrassment, and she quickly tiptoed to cover his annoying mouth.
“Stop talking!” Fu Ciyi grabbed her wrist and looked at her: “Do you still want to escape?”
“Don’t run away.” She changed the subject, “I’m hungry, where is the new kitchen? I have to cook.”
“There is nothing else to do in the future. You don’t have to cook anymore. There is a chef at home.”
He held her hand very naturally, with a clear tone and beautiful voice.
The two left the main courtyard.
On the path outside the main courtyard, the housekeeper was waiting and saw the two masters coming and greeting him.
“Young Master, young lady, lunch is ready. Can you arrange the meal now, or will you wait for another time?”
“Set up the meal.” Fu Ciyi said lightly.
The butler nodded and ordered someone to go to the kitchen to arrange the work, while he led the two masters to the front yard dining room.
“In addition to the old slave, there is one gatekeeper, one coachman, two maids, two cooks, four servants, and four young masters’ personal guards.”
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
“We young men have seen each other early in the morning. The young lady is free, so let’s see you too.”
Yan Funing nodded: “Okay, please don’t worry the housekeeper.”
“The old slave’s surname is Yu, Yu Liang.”
“Butler Yu.”
Butler Yu nodded and said, “I’ll say more. There were four maids at first, but the young master refused. Now there are only us in the mansion. Fortunately, the young lady has a maid with her.”
Yan Funing was surprised when she heard this, glanced at someone beside her and said to Butler Yu again: “Her name is Caiyu, please take care of the butler in the future.”
“I have talked to her just now and she is an excellent girl.”
“yes.”
The two of them chatted while walking, and Fu Ciyi didn’t say a word throughout the whole process.
When we arrived at the dining room, the cook and the servants were bringing the food and putting it in one by one.
Yan Funing looked around for a while. The dining room was extremely spacious, with bright windows and clean seats, and the seats looked like they were made of good wood.
It can be seen that the mansion that Imperial gift is indeed extraordinary.
In my dream, he was imprisoned by her in that small courtyard, and spent more time in the room, and he had never eaten a meal in the dining room.
Now, it’s a bit different.
Soon, the food was ready, and Fu Ciyi and Yan Fu sat down for a meal.
The housekeeper took the cook and the mate who served the dishes to wait aside.
In this situation, Yan Funing felt a little uncomfortable.
But Fu Ciyi looked calm.
After eating for a while, he looked up at her and said in a low voice: “You eat yours, they stand theirs.”
One of the cooks said, “I am waiting for the instructions of the two masters. If there is anything wrong with the food, we will change it immediately.”
Yan Funing smiled and said, “No need to do this.”
Fu Ciyi glanced at her coldly.
He taught Yan Funin to pinch the chopsticks and I remember that when the Yan family was having a meal, there was a maid who served him standing, but there was no such situation as the butler and the chef standing like this.
He looked at her like this, as if he was saying that their identities are different now, so there is no need to be the same in the past.
His identity is different. He has become an official appointed by the court and will become a powerful minister in the future.
And she just wants to be herself.
I immediately asked, “Have the two of us served with us ever had a meal?”
The housekeeper replied respectfully: “Mrs. Hui, Xinheng and Caiyu have eaten it.”
Fu Ciyi put the chopsticks and said, “Let’s go down.”
The housekeeper said yes, and took 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 given by the superiors, but rather sent by the superiors. You don’t have to be restricted if you have any instructions or commands.”
Furthermore, when the master eats, someone can wait for him to serve him at any time, which is the norm for small families.
Not to mention his former home.
(End of this chapter)