Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 340 She Is Just Tired (1)

As soon as Fu Zichen comes back, Lin Ziyu can live a happy life where someone orders a restaurant and someone pays the bill.

There is also his natural cooler to hug at night.

"Husband, are you warm in winter and cool in summer, or are you always cold?" Lin Ziyu lay on the familiar and firm chest at night, her palm-sized face was still flushed.

Before the dinner was over, it was raining heavily outside the window again. After dinner, the two of them simply went home and stayed at home.

And the most comfortable place to nest in the house is of course the two-meter-three big bed in the master bedroom. Naturally, I can't help but do some physical exercises while nestling on the bed.

Warm in winter and cool in summer...

Hearing this word, the corners of Fu Zichen's lips twitched faintly.

The big palm caressed her back one after another, "It's not that strong."

"I have to stay away from you in winter, you are too cold, it's comfortable to hold you now."

That's what he said, but in winter, he still likes to hug him to sleep, even when he is on a business trip, he always feels that something is missing.

Fu Zichen: "..."

"There is heating in winter..."

It is impossible to sleep in separate rooms.

In the middle of the night, the rain gradually subsided, and a man's deep and hoarse voice came from the master bedroom: "Get up early tomorrow for a run, Mrs. Fu."

"It must still be raining tomorrow morning..."

"The gym doesn't matter."

"Well~ let's talk... I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

Waking up early is the most annoying thing.

Fu Zichen didn't intend to just let her go, day after day, when will fitness be on the agenda?
He leaned over and pecked her on the lips, "Your physique is too poor, you only move for a while, but you are too tired to move, more exercise is good for your body."

"No way." Lin Ziyu curled her lips and retorted softly, "I was the one who moved in the first half of the night, okay?"

"It's not for discussion." Fu Zichen clasped his fingers with her, his movements increased, and there was a creaking sound in the room.

In the end, her arms couldn't twist her thighs. Early the next morning, Lin Ziyu was dragged up from a drowsy sleep.

She couldn't remember whether she washed her face or not, but Fu Zichen ran around the neighborhood while yawning.

It was almost dawn, and the rain stopped. The water stains on the ground had been evaporated by the sun, and the breeze blew in, and the sound of raindrops falling on the ground could still be faintly heard.

Lin Ziyu mechanically followed Fu Zichen, rubbed his eyes, and acted softly to him: "Honey, I can't run anymore..."

She's so tired, her legs are almost not her own, she just wants to find a place to sit.

Fu Zichen raised his wrist and took a look. It had only been 5 minutes since he set off from home. Holding her hand, he deliberately slowed down and only ran one kilometer by visual estimation.

"Run another five minutes."

After speaking, the pace slowed down a bit.

"But I really can't run anymore, my legs are so sore..." Lin Ziyu complained softly, her legs seemed to be filled with lead, getting heavier and heavier, every step she took out It sinks to death.

After running for another 100 meters, I simply gave up the treatment and stopped running, "I won't run anymore, I won't run anymore, can you let me rest for a while?"

The little paw rubbed his shriveled belly, and said pitifully, "I'm so hungry, I want to eat... I can't run anymore."

Fu Zichen was almost lost his temper by her, so he stopped in his footsteps and sighed helplessly, "Then let's go back."

When she stopped, she realized that she was sweating profusely, and her hair was sticking to her face. Coupled with those big watery eyes, she looked miserable, and her bony hands straightened her messy hair.

(End of this chapter)