Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 119 Blinding My Eyes (1)

After drinking a large bowl of brown sugar ginger tea, Lin Ziyu felt warm all over, and climbed the stairs back to her room lightly and heavily.

As soon as he walked to the door of the room, he saw a tall figure standing under the warm orange light. His long arms were slightly raised, and the muscle texture on his side was clearly visible. Half of the texture on his lower abdomen was exposed to the air, and the other half was buried in the white In the towel, the firm chest can be seen at a glance.

Damn, it's so tempting!

Lin Ziyu pinched the corner of her clothes and licked her lips, then tiptoed into the bedroom, her eyes couldn't help but stick to Fu Zichen.

Her husband's figure really makes people's blood swell!
"I'm back." Fu Zichen paused while wiping his hair, and glanced at her lightly with his eyelids raised.

It was agreed to sleep, did she go out and hang out like this?
"Yeah." Lin Ziyu nodded with a smile, and volunteered to propose: "Honey, let me blow your hair..."

She couldn't sleep anyway, so she might as well find something to do to pass the time.

Fu Zichen took a deep look at her, his bottomless eyes carried a bit of scrutiny.

Tonight she is different from before, she has become more active.

"Sit." He sat on the bed, patted his thigh with his big palm, and invited her to sit down.

Lin Ziyu understood what he meant, rolled her eyes, and replied with a smile: "Well, yes."

Xiao ran over to pick up the hair dryer in the cabinet and ran to him, and sat down on his lap.

It would be foolish not to sit on a free human cushion!
She raised her head and smiled cheerfully at him, showing four white teeth. The standard smile couldn't be more standard.

Two small white arms wrapped around the back of his head...

Finding that the height didn't seem to be enough, I smiled awkwardly, "I can't reach it with short hands, I'd better stand."

As soon as the words fell, the man also jumped up from his lap.

Before Lin Ziyu came to Shanhaihui, the shower gel and shampoo that Fu Zichen used were all for men, and the smell was so light that he could hardly smell it, but after Lin Ziyu came, Lin Ziyu bought her usual rose fragrance , Every time I take a shower, there is a faint fragrance of flowers on my body.

The warm air from the hair dryer blew through, and the aroma became more intense. It brushed the tip of the nose and wrapped around the heart alluringly, and the distance between the two became closer, closer.

Blowing and blowing, Lin Ziyu became Lin Ziyu somehow, slipped between Fu Zichen's legs, and embraced him intimately.

Um, no.In preparation, it was Fu Zichen who put his hands on her waist and hugged her, but she was still drying his hair very, very seriously.

"Honey, your hair feels like pig hair, hard and thick." Lin Ziyu rubbed Fu Zichen's short hair, and the corners of her lips couldn't stop rising.

Fu Zichen's forehead is full of black lines, his hair feels like pig hair?
"Do you know what pig hair looks like?" He asked with a dark face.

"Yes, I know." Lin Ziyu nodded, and explained in a soft voice: "When I was young, my parents often took me back to my hometown to celebrate the New Year. Every time I went, I would meet my relatives killing New Year pigs. I even played with pig hair. "

Fu Zichen: "..."

Girls from other people's family played with Barbie dolls when they were young, but when it came to his wife, it turned into playing with pig hair!

"Do you want to see how to butcher a pig? I'll take you back to your hometown for the New Year this year." After drying, Lin Ziyu pressed Fu Zichen's short fluffy hair with his hands, and his eyes were almost bent into a line.

This hair... really looks like pig hair.

"Where are you going, where am I going." Fu Zichen looked up at her, his dark eyes seemed to be swirling, and his heartbeat was uncontrollably chaotic.

She took the initiative to invite him to join him, of course he would go.

"Okay." Lin Ziyu stroked his short hair, hugged his neck and sat on his lap, and teased him openly, "When the time comes, pull out your hair and compare it with pig hair, which is thicker and harder. "

(End of this chapter)