After Entering the Wrong Bridal Chamber, I Went to Farm With the Sinister and Powerful Official - Chapter 693

Chapter 693: Pulling His Pants

Yan Funin narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and quickly frowned.

“That bamboo mat is indeed new.” She turned sideways, “Come in quickly, I’ll take a look for you.”

“Then I’ll trouble you.”

The man slowly walked into the bedroom.

Yan Funing put the lamp on the head of the bed, turned around and saw him standing aside, and had no intention of getting close to the bed, so she smiled.

“Didn’t you ask me to help me? What’s the point of sticking around like this?”

He was wearing a sleeveless collar bedding and knee-length shorts, which was indeed the outfit he was when he was bedtime.

“My mother-in-law has a order, and I should obey it as a junior. This house is for you to sleep with, and I shouldn’t have come in.”

The man’s voice was very light.

Seeing his appearance, Yan Funing couldn’t help but smile: “Okay, I’ll help you pull the thorns. Even if Tong’s mother knows about this, it’s okay.”

“Then it’s a labor.”

Yan Funing sat on the edge of the bed first and said to him, “Where is on her legs? Come and sit down and take a look with me.”

Fu Ciyi moved his steps and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Yan Funing stood up and pulled him.

Then the man said, “On the back of his thigh.”

“Then you go to bed and lie down.”

After saying that, she went to the head of the bed and looked for small tweezers from the dressing box she brought.

When he turned his head, he saw that he had already settled down.

Compared to the slow movement just now, I was lying in a straightforward manner.

Yan Funing shook her head and sat cross-legged to his side.

The man in front of him showed his two unicorn arms and two calves.

Whether it is the arms or legs, the muscle lines are clear and full of hormones, while the cold white skin looks very clean and refreshing.

It’s so pure and lustful.

She couldn’t help but kick him with her feet and said, “Hey, left leg and right leg?”

“Left leg, crooked up the hind leg.”

The man’s voice became much hoarse because he was lying down.

“I’ll look for it.”

Yan Funeng rolled up his left leg trouser legs, lowered her head, and looked carefully, but couldn’t see anything.

“No.”

The man moved his legs: “You touch it, and there are still some thorns left outside.”

Yan Funin reached out and groped inch by inch of skin.

Fu Ciyi, who was lying on his side, rolled his Adam’s apple a few times.

The girl’s hands were soft and her contact was very fatal, which made her legs heavy and her tail vertebrae blunt.

His handsome face turned red uncontrollably, and he quickly grabbed her pillow and pressed her face on it.

With this movement, his body also moved.

Yan Funing slapped his lap: “Don’t move, I’ve been looking for it just now, I have to look for it again.”

Fu Ciyi responded, feeling lying motionless.

Soon, Yan Funing found it again, bent down, approached, held her breath and took her small tweezers and carefully clamped it.

Soon, the bamboo thorns finally came out.

She frowned, and the thin bamboo thorns held by the tweezers were actually half an inch long. It really hurts to pierce horizontally into the flesh.

“Don’t pull it out rashly in the future. You have to use clever force, otherwise the spike will break into the flesh and will become inflamed.”

She showed the bamboo thorn to the lying man.

Fu Ciyi frowned and glanced: “I just thought about dealing with it quickly, but I didn’t think about how easy the bamboo thorns were to break.”

Yan Funing got out of bed and threw away the bamboo thorns, put the tweezers back into the dressing box, and issued an order to expel guests: “It’s done, Lord Fu will go back to sleep.”

The man lying on the bed did not move.

She shouted at him, “Hey, that’s OK.”

The man’s voice was very light: “There is one more place.”

“There is another place?” Yan Funing frowned and looked at his legs, “Where is it? Why didn’t you say it just now?”

All the tweezers were put back.

Then the man stammered: “Hip, buttocks.”

“Hahaha…” Yan Funing laughed out loud. Fu Ciyi’s ears were red: “Yan Funing, is this incident that funny?”

“funny.”

“Please have you laughed enough, help me again.”

“Hahaha…” she replied, “Okay.”

He took out the tweezers again and sat back next to him.

The man whispered: “It’s still on the left.”

Yan Funing was really going to do it, and she couldn’t help but feel nervous. After all, this was a matter of stripping people’s pants.

After thinking for a while, he said, “I will explain it clearly first, you are asking me to do something, right?”

“right.”

“Then you can’t tell me about my pants.”

“Don’t say it.”

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

“Okay, then I’ll do it.”

She pulled his pants with one hand and pulled them down, but she didn’t pull them.

Fu Ciyi sighed with a red face, reached out and untied his belt, and then lay down again.

Yan Funing smiled, pulled open his shorts, and pulled his shorts.

What you see in front of you…

Well, she has a good figure.

Feeling that the girl had no reaction and didn’t even hear laughter, Fu Ciyi turned his head and said, “I said Yan Funing, did you see the bamboo thorn?”

“See, see.”

Yan Funing tried not to touch his skin, and pulled it out with tweezers, and the bamboo thorn was removed smoothly.

Fu Ciyi quickly put on his pants and turned over and sat down.

The bamboo thorn in front of him was very sharp, which made him dissatisfied: “The bamboo mat can’t sleep anymore. I have to check things tomorrow, and rest is very important.”

Yan Funing put down her tweezers and asked Qingqian: “What do you mean by sir?”

“I’ll stay in the bedroom to sleep.” The man said directly.

Of course, he was also ready to be driven away by her.

To his surprise, she nodded and agreed: “Okay.”

Fu Ciyi was shocked.

He also prepared a set of rhetoric.

For example, they were originally husband and wife, and they had been sleeping together for a long time. If the emperor had not interfered with each other, they would still be husband and wife. Furthermore, they are about to get married again, so it would be okay to sleep together like this. She has to believe in his character…

It’s useless at this moment.

He began to wonder, if he hadn’t been stabbed by bamboo thorns just now, would he be able to sleep in the bedroom?

Yan Funing went to bed and lay down. Seeing that he was still stuck, she spoke out: “Where is your pillow?”

Fu Ciyi then realized that he ran back to the study room and grabbed a pillow.

The door was closed tightly, the lamp on the bedside was blown out, and she lay straight beside her.

The rapid movement made Yan Funn smack her tongue.

Although it is August 15th and the night is much cooler than June and July, the enthusiasm is still there.

The next morning, the two of them slept on both sides of the bed in a tacit understanding, with a wide distance between them.

Yan Funing saw him get up and said warmly: “You can still sleep after polishing the Hsinchu mat, so that you can avoid the two of you sleeping in the same bed.”

“No need to be so troublesome.”

After the man said that, he went back to the study to change his clothes.

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Two quarters of an hour later, everyone had breakfast in the dining room.

Yan Funing asked casually: “How did you sleep last night?”

The bamboo mats for single beds were newly bought in the town yesterday evening.

After buying, clean it, dry it in the evening, and it quickly dried.

If someone is stabbed, then most other people sleeping in Hsinchu mats may have this possibility.

Caiyu hurriedly swallowed the breakfast in her mouth and said honestly, “Miss, I couldn’t sleep well at the beginning, and there were burrs in the bamboo mat.”

Yan Funing asked, “Where are the others?”

Li Xinheng said: “I slept well, but there were indeed spikes in the bamboo mat. I pulled out two of them. Fortunately, I had thick skin and didn’t get pierced.”

Tong’s mother said, “I have to find the store to make a decision later, but Hsinchu mats have this problem, just sleep more.”

“There is no need to reason, we can polish it ourselves.” Yan Funing picked up the rice bowl and continued to eat.

Fu Ciyi sighed quietly.