The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

The two of them returned to the bedroom from the stairs, and along the way, their clothes fell all over the floor. Fu Shiyu said that since they met those things, they hadn't been separated for a few days, and it felt like a century had passed.

Nan Zhixin rolled her eyes at him, and smiled tearfully: "So let's start to exchange feelings now."

In Fu Shiyu's heart, it was said that they were exchanging feelings, but in fact the two of them hardly spoke, and at the entrance, they were already inseparable.

"Hey, Zhixin, Xiao Wu's funeral has been dealt with, but brothers of the Hacking League, please comfort yourself." When he spoke, his voice was low, as if he was discussing with Nan Zhixin, and his white fingers fell on her ear On the hair, gently pushed back.

Nan Zhixin stretched out her hand to push him, put her chin on Fu Shiyu's shoulder, and motioned towards him, "I see, I will go back when the time comes."

Originally, such a beautiful picture should become normal when things are ripe, but who knows, when the door is closed, some people become angry and fly into a rage.

At first glance, Nan Zhixin heard clearly that it was Fu Shiyu's cell phone that rang.

"Your phone." She patted the other person on the shoulder.

Fu Shiyu didn't pay any attention to it, and heard something with his ears very cleverly, and casually said, "You must have misunderstood, it is your mobile phone."

In fact, who owns the mobile phone is actually clear, but it is also a coincidence.

At first it was Fu Shiyu's cell phone ringtone, and later it became Nan Zhixin's ringtone. The couple were exhausted physically and mentally by the phone call.

But the arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

"Let's wait for a while to get beaten, shall we?"

Nan Zhixin nestled in each other's arms like a baby bear, squinting her eyes and giggling.

Fu Shiyu was silent for a while, holding the person with one hand, picked up the other person's mobile phone, connected it, then picked up his own mobile phone, and connected it.

"I'm very busy now, I'll call back later."

Seeing that her husband was so generous, Nan Zhixin picked up his cell phone regardless and said something.

"I know, but I have something to do now, and I will see you in a while."

Then the two threw their mobile phones aside and kicked the door smartly.

Afterwards, Nan Zhixin looked sideways at Fu Shiyu who was next to him, and Fu Shiyu looked sideways at his wife in his arms. The two of them laughed foolishly for a while before helping each other to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

"It was Captain Lu who called just now."

"It was my dad who called just now."

Sitting in the bathtub, the two of them checked the phone number, but in an instant, their faces were bitter, as if lost.

"It's over, I feel that the two of them are together."

Fu Shiyu responded directly: "Be confident and get rid of the feeling. I have heard Peixing's voice just now."

Nan Zhixin glanced at herself: "Then the two of us?"

"Obviously someone guessed what we were up to." Fu Shiyu finished with a half-smile, looking at Nan Zhixin's face.

Regardless, Nan Zhixin got up, turned on the faucet, and the water in the shower sprayed Fu Shiyu's forehead.

"This trick is very powerful." Fu Shiyu closed his eyes and laughed at his wife.

Nan Zhixin squatted in the bathtub, moved to the side, and grabbed Fu Shiyu's hair with both hands, "Hey, let your mind clear up and go see the two of you in a while. You can't go all night, but call someone else Watch the joke."

"Looking at a joke?" Fu Shiyu shook his head proudly, "Impossible."

"Then what do you think?"

"They will think I'm good at it!" Fu Shiyu pulled the person into his arms, reached out and poured the shampoo, and applied it on the tips of Nan Zhixin's hair. The black hair was dyed with foam, and the rich foam made the hair look incomparable Soft and beautiful, "Or, they will think that the two of us have reunited after a long time, and the love is hard to restrain."

Nan Zhixin squinted her eyes, reached out and poured shampoo, and applied it on Fu Shiyu's hair.

During the process of washing each other's hair, Fu Shiyu hated himself for being too tall, and it would be a pain to continue like this. Not to mention being dragged down by their queen, he had to cooperate and praise him.

"Come on down, this is the first time I've washed a man's hair." When Nan Zhixin mentioned it, Fu Shiyu rolled his eyes.

"Stand up and wash for me." Fu Shiyu closed his eyes, retracted his hands, and sank into the bathtub.

Nan Zhixin looked down at her husband's melancholy face, "That's fine, I'll wash it for you, but Shi Yu, you have to think clearly, if... I mean if, if you see something you shouldn't see, It has to be wiped out of your head."

"Oh, I don't see much." Fu Shiyu thought about it for a while, and finally blocked Nan Zhixin's mouth with the words that I would never read anything.

In fact, afterward, all the white foam on her hair was washed off, and when she knelt up, Fu Shiyu couldn't move her eyes.

Both hands fell on each other's waist, and they leaned close to each other intimately.

"Don't touch me, itchy." Nan Zhixin roared.

"I didn't touch it." Fu Shiyu was very calm, unmoved, and refused to let go of his knuckle fingers, he just complained in a low voice, "My dear, have you lost weight?"

Nan Zhixin let go of her hand and squeezed into his arms, ignoring the words, "Okay, it's your turn to reward me." She shook off her beautiful hair, and added, "Remember to blow dry it all for me."

"Yes, yes, yes." Fu Shiyu was expressionless.

An hour later, the two of them sat on the sofa dawdlingly. Fu Shiyu held Nan Zhixin's hair and thought of something: "If father-in-law admits Shen Ye, what will Zhixin do?"

"Admit it, just admit it. Anyway, my father didn't treat Shen Ye as an outsider back then." Otherwise, his father would not have been so kind to Shen Ye in the past. Just because Uncle Shen saved his life, he regarded Shen Ye as his own son. up.

Fu Shiyu paused and said in a low voice, "What about you?"

"What's wrong with me, I'm married to you, I only have you in my heart, why should I..." Nan Zhixin suddenly looked up, looking at Fu Shiyu's gloomy face, a little uncertain, "I, Nan Zhixin, only have one brother, and that is Nan Yushen, Shi Yu, you know."

"So you don't know how to call him brother?" Fu Shiyu felt a little better, after all, he hated Shen Ye so much, as if his sweetheart would run away if Shen Ye was around.

This is probably the sequelae of those years of pursuing Nan Zhixin and not being able to love her.

Nan Zhixin put her finger on Fu Shiyu's knee and patted it lightly: "Shiyu, your skin is so white."

"Heh, do you know what would a man want to say when he praises a man for his fair skin at this time?" Fu Shiyu turned off the hair dryer, and gently tied his hair around with the rubber band on his fingers.

Lifting Nan Zhixin's chin with his index finger, his smile was fixed, but he looked pretty good, very seductive.

Nan Zhixin met her gaze, hummed, grabbed the other's wrist, and pulled it to her lips.

"I know, then you will punish me."

Fu Shiyu tapped the tip of her nose, and shrugged helplessly: "I have to tell you, dear, if you continue to torment, Peixing and my dad will really think about it."

"I think they've thought about it a long time ago." Nan Zhixin tapped her lips on the other's face.

"So?" Fu Shiyu put down the hair dryer and opened his arms, "Come on, Your Lady Queen."

"Ha, I'm just kidding you." At this time, the phone rang again, and Nan Yushen turned on the phone lightly, "Boss, something happened to Dad, you should go home quickly."

"What... what's wrong?" Nan Zhixin looked at Fu Shiyu who was next to him dumbly, and the two hurriedly packed their things and returned.