Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 221 Intuition (1)

When Fu Zichen was alone, his washing speed was about the same as Lin Ziyu's, and he could definitely finish it in 10 minutes.

Usually, after taking a shower, I can hug and flirt with my wife, and the time passes in a while, but tonight I stood alone on the balcony and looked at the cloudy night sky, and the time passed extremely long.

After the cigarette was burned out, the night wind mixed with the water vapor from the Rose Lake blows towards the face, which is a bit cool.

Fu Zichen suppressed a few coughs, pulled out another cigarette case with his slender hand, paused, and put it back again.

Although some people don't say it, they actually despise him for smoking a lot.

Turning around and going back to the bedroom, he opened his notebook and processed a few documents.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time, it was 10:30.

Closing the notebook, he took out the book and turned a few pages.

During this period, Lin Ziyu never came back.

He knocked on the table unconsciously, took out his phone and sent her a message.

【It's time for Mrs. Fu to rest. 】

After posting, he took out the bookmark holder, put the book within reach on the shelf, stood up, lifted the quilt and lay down on it.

"I'm going to bed, little chubby, stop playing with your phone and go to bed early."

Upon receiving Fu Zichen's message, Lin Ziyu immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Oops, I was so busy chatting that I forgot that her husband came back, and it took a long time to come back.

"Go, go, don't make little uncle wait too long." Fu Siqi smiled sideways, and Xiaopang waved her hand to drive her away.

She understands that she is about to leave after glancing at her phone.

The person who was exposed naked touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, "I'll tell him about you later, and ask him to mention it to your father."

For the youngest daughter to marry a man with three children, Fu Zidong might be crazy about money.

"It's okay, it's the same tomorrow morning, you are busy at night first."

She bit the last word heavily, her clear eyes full of jokes.

Lin Ziyu: "..."

This kind of thing can only be understood but not explained in words, okay?
Lift your feet and walk towards the door, "I'm leaving, little fat. Good night."

"Good night."

Walking from the second bedroom to the door of the master bedroom, Lin Ziyu's footsteps subconsciously eased, and she gently opened the door.

The dignified little face raised a bright smile, and said crisply: "Honey, I'm back~~"

Anyway, just laugh.

"Yeah." The person leaning on the bed looking at the phone responded, and asked without raising his head, "Have you taken a shower yet?"

Fuck, so direct.

Lin Ziyu rolled her eyes, looked at him and smiled dryly: "Not yet."

After eating barbecue last night, it was almost one o'clock after washing up. It was rare that he just hugged her and kissed her for a while before letting her fall asleep.

It's still early today, so he must not just hug her to sleep.

She understands the smallness in his heart very well.

"Don't wash for too long." Before she finished complaining, she heard him say something lightly, and the corners of her lips collapsed instantly.

However, he had to pretend to be happy.

The voice was as crisp as an oriole, "Okay, husband."

However, no matter how fast, she still took 10 minutes.

She came out wiping her hair, and Fu Zichen was already waiting for her with a hair dryer.

Mei Mu glanced at him, hooked the corners of her lips, and began to praise him casually, "My husband is really considerate."

Fu Zichen gave her a sideways look, plugged in the electricity, and skillfully dried her hair.

After getting married, he has grown the most obvious in this skill.

Lin Ziyu belongs to those who can lie down but never sit, can sit and never stand, can lean on and never stand.

Every time Fu Zichen blow-dry her hair, she would crawl into his arms before he knew it.

This time is no exception.

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