Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

midnight. . . .

Everyone has fallen asleep, but the man next door who is alone in the empty boudoir is still tossing and turning on the bed and can't sleep.

I don't even know how many sheep I counted, but it's still useless!

Until I heard the sound of the door opening and closing next door, my ears perked up involuntarily.

When he heard the familiar footsteps, he sat up from the bed and got out of bed.

Su Zhixiao got up to go to the bathroom. In fact, he never fell asleep, but Su's mother and the children were already sleeping soundly.

Tonight Su Zhixiao sleeps with Su's mother. Naturally, Ji's father can only squeeze a bed with his own son.

So, the most pitiful person seems to be someone Fu, right?

puff~

Coming out of the bathroom, a figure suddenly stood not far in front of him.

Fortunately, he was born in a police academy, and the kind of Marxism that is reverent.

"Fu Jiyan, what are you doing standing there at night?"

"I'm thirsty, come out and drink water."

Seeing that someone was actually holding a water cup in his hand, Su Zhixiao had a much harder time suspecting something:

"Oh, then you go on, I'm back in the room."

Yawning, turning around.

However, he suddenly felt that he was being pulled back with great force, and then the whole person was slammed against the wall.

Simple, rough kisses fell.

Drink water?

This 'water' is not that water.

uh~

After Su Zhixiao reacted, he was still bitten on his lips.

struggle.

It's just, at this time, how could it possibly shake the man?

The big hand that was attached to the waist was holding it hard, and it hurt.

"You... crazy?"

It's hard to make a sound.

The man finally let go a bit, lowered his forehead on his wife's face, and kissed him from time to time:

"Who told you not to accompany your man?"

Su Zhixiao was very uncomfortable:

"Fu Jiyan, my mother and the others are here." He said with a slight warning.

Someone doesn't feel anything at all:

"Don't worry, even if you come to accompany me, no one will say anything.

Otherwise, where did your son come from? "

Between the couple, is it possible that they can really chat under a quilt?

Who believes?

Besides, the little ones have gone to kindergarten, okay?

Sleeping together or not, if something happens, who doesn't know yet?

Su Zhixiao's face is not as thick as the man in front of him, and his neck is red:

"Fu, don't be a hooligan!

Can't you be serious? "

Why is it filled with junk every day?

"Then will you accompany you?"

"No, just get out of the way for me."

"Don't accompany you!"

Consumed!

Su Zhixiao didn't know what to say for a while, and took a deep breath:

"Don't let it go, don't blame me for doing it!

Fu Jiyan, this is at my mother's house, I don't want to quarrel with you! "

Knowing that his wife was really starting to get angry, someone finally stepped aside embarrassingly, it was that look, it was no different from a complaining man:

"Let, let, let's do it."

After Su Zhixiao left, someone poured two glasses of cold water into his stomach.

......

the next day.

Early in the morning, before everyone got up, a certain child opened his eyes and climbed out of bed gently.

Su Zhixiao woke up the first time his son left:

"Baby, what are you doing?"

"Mom, porridge and porridge go to uncle."

Looking for Jiji?

"Oh, go."

fell asleep again.

After the child got out of bed, he put on his own slippers, and then went out of the door, running to the door of the outermost room.

Knock on the door:

dong dong!

"Uncle~Uncle~"

Of course Ji Ci heard it, grabbed his hair, got out of bed, and opened the door:

"what?"

I didn't wake up, feeling really bad.

The child opened his arms:

"Uncle, pull stinky!"

hiss~