Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 201 5 minutes and 5 minutes (3)

"Ah!" screamed and jumped up from the bed.

"What's the matter? Wife."

Speaking of which, Fu Zichen's reaction was also extremely fast, Lin Ziyu just jumped up from the bed, and he sat up in an instant, grabbed her arm quickly, and brought her into his arms.

He stroked her head with his big palm and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream..."

"Phew, it's terrible, it's terrible." Lin Ziyu leaned against his arms and gasped for breath, patted her chest with lingering fear, her heart was beating like a "thump thump".

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Fu Zichen coaxed her in a low voice, and gently kissed her forehead, "Don't be afraid..."

Lin Ziyu moved her frightened body, and put her arms around Fu Zichen's waist.

She feels that this posture has a higher safety factor.

Looking up at him: "Do you know what I dreamed just now?"

"Huh? What did you dream about?" Fu Zichen touched the thin quilt and covered her.

They all screamed in fright. It must have been a horrible dream.

Lin Ziyu replied in a low voice while tying: "I dreamed that I wrote only [-] words in one night, and the other manuscripts disappeared, and I couldn't find them no matter how I looked."

For a person who stays up late to write, this is simply a nightmare within a nightmare.

When I woke up, the manuscript was gone.

How would she recall what she had written before?
too frightening.

Of course, apart from dreaming that the manuscript said nothing, she also dreamed...

When she was rushing to draft, he suddenly rushed out from behind, rubbed his hands and smiled lewdly at her.

"Mrs. Fu, how about writing a little Huang Wen?"

"I didn't!" She blushed and glared at him.

I saw his eyes as dark as the night blinked, hugged her from behind, and glanced at her computer screen openly, and what he said was the freshly released plot that she racked her brains to write.

"Fu Zichen, are you going to die? This is an invasion of privacy, okay? You are a big bastard!!"

In the dream, she was so angry that she jumped her feet and yelled at him.

"What you wrote... is mine, right?" Relying on his long arms and legs, no matter how much she kicked him, he remained still, arms folded and looking down at her condescendingly.

She froze for a moment, and gave him a guilty look, "I, I, I, I want you to take care of me!!"

"Hey, why don't you need me to take care of it? I'm your husband~" He suddenly raised his lips and smiled, covering her head with his big palm and stroking|stroking her gently.

After a while, he suddenly laughed mischievously again, "Can I provide you with the material?"

Good, good your head!In the dream, the two pinched again.

"Silly girl." Fu Zichen patted her head comfortingly.

Even in her dreams, she could dream that her manuscript disappeared. How much did she devote herself to the novel?
He hugged her and lay down, stroking her back with his big palm.

"Go to sleep."

Lin Ziyu moved her waist and found a comfortable position to lie in his arms.

Then, close your eyes.

When she was busy saving manuscripts before, she also dreamed that the manuscript was lost, and she got up in the middle of the night to check whether the manuscript was still in the computer.

After the exam, I couldn't sleep anymore.

Simply pass all the manuscripts to the draft box in the writer's background.

After the transmission was over, my heart calmed down.

However, with Fu Zichen here tonight, after closing his eyes for a few minutes, he fell asleep again with the familiar temperature.

Before I slept for a long time, I vaguely heard the sound of the alarm clock, and without opening my eyes, I whispered: "I will sleep for another 5 minutes."

Thinking of her 5 minutes and 5 minutes, Fu Zichen shook his head helplessly, turned off the alarm clock, and continued to doze off with her in his arms.

　Once I dreamed that I saved [-] manuscripts...

　　When I woke up, I found that there were no five hundred.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)