Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Ha ha.

"The house is not small, does it have anything to do with you? I didn't let you live!"

Being choked by his wife in front of him, Fu Jiyan helplessly raised the corner of his lips. Of course, he also saw that his wife's right hand was not so flexible.

It must have been the hand that was dislocated.

Su Zhixiao's wet hair hadn't been wiped dry, and it was dripping water from time to time. It would definitely be impossible to blow the hair. I remember that there seemed to be a hair drying cap in the cabinet, which was given by Xiaoyu.

I ignored the man in the room, walked to the cabinet, and reached out to open the door.

Unexpectedly, the cabinet door could not be pulled after being opened a little, and it got stuck.

It's true, God's wish is not fulfilled!

When I'm not injured, everything is good, but this injury, even the cabinet is broken.

Fu Jiyan had been watching this all the time, but when he saw this scene, there were a few obvious smiles in his eyes. He stepped forward in two steps, gently pulled the figure that was blocking him, and grabbed the doorknob with his big hand. The jammed cabinet door swung open.

"What do you want?"

The corners of Su Zhixiao's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything, and found the hair drying cap from Bai Yu from the cabinet.

Then tear it open and open the package.

I want to put a hat on my head and then tuck my hair all the way in little by little.

Helpless, it is very simple to think, but the reality is... not so easy to do.

I tried several times, but it didn't work.

As for the other big living person in the room, he just watched with interest.

As soon as Su Zhixiao raised his head, he saw someone putting his hands around his chest, looking like a joke, and in an instant, the anger came out of nowhere.

Maybe he was really angry, and his eyes were red with anger.

Seeing this, someone has finally converged:

"Cough, I'll help you."

Su Zhixiao took a breath:

"Need not!"

Opposite the door is a family of colleagues from the household registration department of the bureau. On weekdays, everyone gets along well with the neighbors. It's not difficult to find someone to do me a favor or something!

However, the door locks opened with a click, and a big hand locked it again.

"Fu Jiyan, what are you doing?"

Ah.

The man grabbed the drying cap and the towel draped over Su Zhixiao's shoulders:

"What do you say I want to do?

Women should be softer. "

The last sentence is a real joke.

Men, they all have the same tune. For a woman with a soft mouth and sweet mouth, there is nothing you can do.

Fu Jiyan, of course, is no exception.

Of course, this person is more evil than others.

The strength of a woman's struggle is not much different from a tickling to a man.

Even if the woman had just bathed, the entire back of the pajamas was wet, and the front was also soaked with water, making it very transparent.

Coupled with the fact that the lonely man and the widow were pulling and pulling together in the same room, the temperature in the room seemed to heat up a lot at once.

The man took a few deep breaths:

"Woman, move around again, I can't promise to do anything."

Su Zhixiao didn't dare to move any more, and a blush rose on his face.

My son is already in kindergarten, so he can't understand the meaning inside and outside the words?

However, I really didn't expect that this man's mouth could also come up with such... words.

Anyway, never heard of it before.

Moreover, the two have been separated for several years, so it is really embarrassing.

Fortunately, the man didn't say anything more. He moved his hands slowly and lightly. He used a towel to dry the water droplets on his hair. After that, he gestured a few times with the drying cap. Put the hat on, and finally tuck in the hair.