Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 223 Intuition (3)

"Busy." Fu Zichen replied without thinking.

After pricking up her ears and listening for a long while, she didn't hear anything, Lin Ziyu couldn't help asking, "And then?"

"Gone."

Lin Ziyu: "..."

"Mr. Fu, can we be more perfunctory? I'm asking you very seriously."

It is said that men know men best, and the reason why she wants to hear him is different from what she thinks.

Fu Zichen didn't talk to her perfunctorily, he just said half of what he said.

The thin red lips parted slightly, and slowly added: "Busy with work, busy playing games, busy watching football games, busy spending time and drinking, busy dating other women."

The corners of Lin Ziyu's lips twitched when he heard it. For so many reasons, did he attribute it all to the word busy?
Shit, if he told her that he was busy in the future, would she still have to guess what he was busy with?Will she be cuckolded or something?
The black and white eyes narrowed slightly, looked at him and asked casually: "Then if it were you, why would you ignore me because you are busy?"

"Work."

"anything else?"

"Nothing."

He hardly plays games, hardly watches football games, and spends more than 90.00% of his drinking talking about business and dating women...

With that time, it's better to go home and hug her, how can others be better than her?
He's not blind yet, okay?
"Really?" Lin Ziyu raised his brows lightly, looking at him expectantly with full eyes, and couldn't hide his excitement.

In fact, being busy at work every day is not without benefits, is it?

"En." Fu Zichen nodded solemnly, leaned over and pecked at her slightly pouty lips, and gently circled her shoulder blades with his palms that helped her rub the medicinal oil...

……

In the middle of the night, Lin Ziyu lay on Fu Zichen's chest and wrinkled her nose in disgust.

The tip of her tongue licked her slightly swollen lips, "Husband, why do I feel that the smell of medicinal oil has become stronger?"

"Huh? Is there?" The satiated person was lazy all over, and even spoke in a somewhat rambling tone.

"You can't smell it, can you?" Lin Ziyu scratched his palm with his fingertips.

This...Fu Zichen really didn't smell it.

However, the solution came to mind.

"I'm going to open the window to get some ventilation."

Lin Ziyu doesn't like to use the air conditioner. Since she came here, the air conditioner has lost its function. Before going to bed, open a corner of the window to let the wind in.

As soon as the voice fell, the person immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed, opened the half-covered window, and the cool night breeze blew in, making the air a bit fresher.

There are all single-family villas here, and the distance between the buildings is very large, and no one can be seen between the buildings.

"I haven't seen you how to exercise. Why are you in such a good shape? Do you have any secrets?"

Fu Zichen opened the window and walked back, Lin Ziyu's eyes couldn't help but stick to him.

Damn it, it's also Mi Chong, why does she only have one abdominal muscle, but he has eight?

With such a perfect golden ratio and a proud height, it would be a pity not to have the job of a male model.

However, if he really went, there would definitely be a group of women who would love him, and she didn't want others to love him.

Now he was hers, only she could appreciate, touch.

Thinking about it, Lin Ziyu is still a little proud.

Fu Zichen was very satisfied that her eyes were glued to him greedily, lifted the quilt and got in, wrapped her long arms around her waist, let her cling to him, and held her soft and boneless hand on his lower abdomen with his big palm superior.

Since he was so upbeat, Lin Ziyu was not polite anymore, and pinched his abdominal muscles with his little paws.

At this time, he heard him slowly say: "My secret is..."

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