Overlord wife 1.9 meters

A muffled laugh escaped from his bosom, Fu Zhiyu clutched Jiang Su's clothes tightly, his body trembling, because of too much force, the veins on the back of his hands were obviously bulging.

Jiang Su knew that it wasn't that Fu Zhiyu was crying sadly, but that he couldn't help laughing out loud.

He looked out the window, his chest heaved, and he couldn't help laughing, but he didn't make a sound.

The car window reflected the appearance of his frantically raised lips, Jiang Su covered his face, trying to hide his uncontrollable smile.

The electronic watch sensed the incompetence of the two people, gave a small punishment, and powered on for 1 minute.

One minute later, Fu Zhiyu left Jiang Su's arms and discussed with him: "Do you feel that the electric current is getting more and more used to it?"

"Indeed, woman, for me, this electric current only feels a little more than 3 minutes."

"If this continues, we may not be affected by electronic watches in the future, Aotian." Fu Zhiyu said.

"You mean: after getting used to the electric current, it's okay to let yourself go in the future?" Jiang Su looked at Fu Zhiyu.

Fu Zhiyu nodded: "This electric current also has a time limit, and it has never been seen for more than 10 minutes."

Both of them laughed and high-fived their hands.

"Try to get used to it."

"Try to get used to it."

digital watch:"……"

When the two of you are discussing me, can you take care of my feelings as a presence.

After arriving home, in order to make Fu Zhiyu happy, Jiang Su prepared to cook himself.

He fastened the apron and asked Fu Zhiyu to go back to the room to take a shower first, and then walked into the kitchen.

The novel is about making braised pork, which is quite delicious, but Jiang Su himself has never done it.

He called Aunt Li in and asked her to explain the steps of braised pork, and after writing them down one by one, he turned on the fire and started cooking.

An hour later, Jiang Su came out of the kitchen with a plate of braised pork, put the pork in front of Fu Zhiyu, and handed him chopsticks, "Taste it quickly."

"Are you... braised pork?" Seeing the black lumps on the plate, Fu Zhiyu's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, looking at Jiang Su and asked.

"Yes." Jiang Su nodded, and said seriously, "It's really braised pork, you should try it, it should be delicious."

Fu Zhiyu handed the chopsticks to Jiang Su, signaling Jiang Su to taste it first.

Jiang Su: "The plot is that you eat it first, and praise that it's delicious. I just tasted it in the kitchen, and it tastes okay. Really."

Hearing the seriousness in Jiang Su's tone, Fu Zhiyu chose to believe him, picked up a piece of dark meat with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and began to chew.

"How about a woman, does it taste good?" Jiang Su asked expectantly.

"Delicious, Aotian, super delicious." Fu Zhiyu nodded with a smile on his eyes, and praised with a thumbs up, "This is the first time I have eaten such delicious braised pork."

Although the appearance is not good, the taste is still ok.

Jiang Su smiled happily, "This is the first time I've made braised pork, but luckily it didn't overturn. Girl, you just need to eat as much as you like."

Holding the chopsticks, he picked up the meat and put it near Fu Zhiyu's lips, "Woman, I'll feed you."

Fu Zhiyu obediently opened his mouth and ate it.

The atmosphere in the living room was extremely warm, and at first glance, the two really looked like an intimate couple.

Five minutes later, the two who had finished the plot put down their chopsticks and walked upstairs.

Seeing that they had finished eating, Aunt Li went over to clear away the dishes.

Jiang Su stretched her waist, walked into the bedroom, lay down on the rocking chair, relaxed and closed her eyes to take a nap, when she suddenly remembered that there was still a plot to go tonight.

Quite important.

He immediately regained his energy, grabbed Fu Zhiyu who was also wanting to rest, and said, "There is an important plot tonight, it's very important, let me tell you about it."

Fu Zhiyu sat at the table, turned on the computer, and asked Jiang Su to write down the night's plot.

Jiang Su wrote for more than ten minutes, and after making sure that there were no omissions in the plot, she pointed the computer at Fu Zhiyu, "When I'm free tomorrow, I'll sort out all the plots that haven't happened yet. Write it all down, so that you don’t always remember the plot to leave.”

Fu Zhiyu looked at the evening plot written on the computer.

When he saw Jiang Aotian's red eyes and hoarse voice saying "I want to give you my life" classic plot of the overlord, the corners of his lips were tightened, and he closed the computer: "It's over. I'm fine, Aotian , how do you do it?"

"Me?" Jiang Su pondered, "Woman, are you talking about kisses, or red eyes?"

"Why are you red-eyed then? Crying?" Fu Zhiyu shook his head and said, "There is no crying in the plot, only red-eyed, so you can't cry yet. As for the kiss...not once, I can accept it."

"We have to think of a way." Jiang Su nodded, and lay down on the rocking chair again, thinking about how to make himself red-eyed.

Fu Zhiyu left the bedroom, not knowing where he went.

When Jiang Su thought about it, he immediately thought of the night, lying on the rocking chair, looking at the night outside the window, a little drowsy.

Until Fu Zhiyu came over, bent slightly to wake him up: "It's time to eat."

His voice has not changed this time, it is the low-pitched magnetism of a man.

Jiang Su's drowsiness was broken by his voice, and he smelled a faint fragrance.

As he got up, he sniffed carefully and found that the fragrance came from Fu Zhiyu: "It smells good. What kind of smell?"

"In the evening episode, there is a scene where you smell my body fragrance." Fu Zhiyu glanced at the various perfumes placed beside him, "I don't have body fragrance, so I found a more suitable perfume and sprayed it on."

Jiang Su: "It smells good."

Fu Zhiyu stared at him with lowered eyes: "Are you fascinated by me?"

Jiang Su: "Huh?"

He blinked, looked at Fu Zhiyu's face close at hand, and couldn't understand what he meant.

Fu Zhiyu: "You smelled my deodorant at night, and you were fascinated by me. You couldn't help but hugged me and kissed me."

Only then did Jiang Su come to his senses, nodded and smiled and said, "Of course, woman, you have successfully fascinated me."

Fu Zhiyu walked outside, "Come out for dinner, Aotian."

Jiang Su still wanted to talk, but she didn't think too much when she saw him leaving, she reached out and grabbed his hand subconsciously.

"you……"

Fu Zhiyu turned around, his eyes were deep, and he looked at him calmly.

The man had already changed his daytime long skirt and put on a nightdress written in a novel where the collarbone can be seen and a black wig. When he looked at him without saying a word, there was a kind of indistinguishable male and female. beautiful.

Jiang Su felt his heart beating faster inexplicably, and it was stuck in his throat, as if it could jump out of his throat in the next second.

He said, "It's nothing, I just think you've been a little weird recently."

Fu Zhiyu smiled, "I'm strange?"

Jiang Su let out a "hmm".

"I think you're a little weird too." Fu Zhiyu held up his hand, and showed Jiang Su that he was holding his fingers tightly.

Jiang Su's cheeks were burning hot, and she withdrew her hand to defend herself: "Don't worry about subconscious movements, I'm just afraid that something is on my mind, and it will be uncomfortable in my heart."

"No." Fu Zhiyu paused, then suddenly changed his words, "There is one thing, but I'm not sure yet. When I'm sure, I'll tell you if you want to know."

"Okay." Jiang Su felt relieved, and left the room first, because she was too eager, and almost fell when she reached the door.

He leaned on the wall, despised in his heart that his appearance did not look like a domineering president, stood up straight, and went downstairs with his back straight.

"Master." Aunt Li said hello and said with a smile, "Most of today's meals are cooked by Young Madam."

"You did it?" Jiang Su asked Fu Zhiyu in surprise.

Fu Zhiyu passed behind him, sat down at the dining table, and said, "I have nothing to do, so I came down to cook a few dishes."

Every dish on the table looked very delicious. Jiang Su sat down, took a taste with chopsticks, and his eyes lit up: "It's much more delicious than mine. When will you be able to cook?"

Fu Zhiyu: "I live alone, so I learned how to cook. As for when will I be able to... maybe fifteen or sixteen years old."

"You lived alone at such a young age?" Jiang Su thought of something and smiled, "It's normal, you are a real overlord, and you had many houses of your own when you were young. It's normal to live alone at fifteen or sixteen years old."

Fu Zhiyu responded, and ate his food slowly.

He was very elegant when he ate, and every movement revealed a noble temperament. Jiang Su watched and watched, and couldn't help slowing down with him, imitating how a bully always eats.

After dinner, Jiang Su went to take a shower first, while Fu Zhiyu was drying his hair, Fu Zhiyu went into the bathroom again.

Since Fu Zhiyu fell and rubbed his knees red in the next plot, Jiang Su was worried that Fu Zhiyu could not control well, fell too far, and was absent-minded when blowing his hair. His scalp was hot after blowing several times, so he hurriedly moved away.

After waiting for a long time, there was a sound of falling in the bathroom, accompanied by a scream.

Jiang Su couldn't wait any longer, put down the hair dryer and rushed to the bathroom, "Woman, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Zhiyu in the bathroom looked pained, saw Jiang Su rushing in, and hurriedly buttoned the pajamas that he hadn't had time to button.

Jiang Su squatted beside him, seeing him like that, raised her eyebrows: "Woman, I haven't seen you before? Why are you still buttoning up now. Tell me, where are you hurt?"

The Shangguan Pao Pao here was supposed to be blushing and shy, but Fu Zhiyu couldn't be more shy, so he simply lowered his head and didn't speak, just rolled up his pajama pants, exposing his red knees, "I, I'm fine, It's just a little red."

"Damn it, woman, why are you so careless." Jiang Su wanted to hug him up immediately, and hugged him like a domineering princess.

But he forgot that he couldn't hug someone, and when he tried to get up with his arms around Fu Zhiyu, he got stuck, couldn't get up, and didn't want to let go.

Embarrassed.

Fu Zhiyu patted Jiang Su on the shoulder, signaling him to let go of himself first, then he got up, put his arms around Jiang Su's neck, and said, "Hold me now, hold on to it for ten seconds, just get out of the bathroom and throw me on the bed."

With such an embrace, when he spoke, his breath sprayed on Jiang Su's neck, making Jiang Su tremble.

After a few seconds of delay, Jiang Su gritted his teeth and hugged Fu Zhiyu tightly, and walked outside.

It was much easier than picking him up from the ground. Jiang Su put him on the bed and worriedly checked Fu Zhiyu's knee.

"Woman, what's going on?"

"It's okay, I just fell down, it's okay, Aotian, don't worry about me, the skin is not broken." Fu Zhiyu grabbed Jiang Su's hand and smiled, "Don't be nervous."

"I said, woman, I don't allow you to get hurt casually." Jiang Su's face was sullen, his eyes darkened, "What do you mean the skin is not broken."

After finishing speaking, he took out his mobile phone and called his private doctor, asking him to rush over to treat the wound immediately, emphasizing that the wound was very serious.

Fu Zhiyu began to cry.

He couldn't cry, he pinched his waist cruelly, and couldn't cry even more.

At this time, Jiang Su hung up the phone and looked over. Not only could he not cry, but he wanted to laugh directly at Jiang Su's suppressed smile.

Fu Zhiyu turned his head away, not looking at Jiang Su, and strangled himself.

It was so painful that he felt a little like crying, he brewed crazily, his eyes finally got wet, and then looked at Jiang Su with tears in his eyes, with a sad face.

"Woman, it's my fault." The boss who was too worried about people finally realized how bad his tone was when he was sullen, and gently blew on his red knees, and said in a gentle voice, "I've already Call the doctor, don't be afraid."

Fu Zhiyu squeezed out a tear with difficulty, and it was time for Jiang Su to wipe away the tears and speak lines with red eyes.

When the problem came to Jiang Su, he couldn't get red eyes at all.

Following Fu Zhiyu's operation just now, he also pinched himself frantically, but it didn't work.

I went to think about my saddest thing again, but my mind was filled with the next greasy lines. After thinking about it for 3 minutes, my eyes didn't turn red.

The tears in the corners of Fu Zhiyu's eyes disappeared, and they were brewing again.

Two people face each other, one can't cry, and the other can't get red eyes.

Something flashed through my mind, Jiang Su left a sentence "Woman, wait for me" and hurried out of the bedroom.

He ran into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, found an onion and cut it in half, put the two halves under his eyes, and smoked himself vigorously.

In less than a minute, the eyes began to feel sore and could not be opened.

Jiang Su rushed into the bedroom and stopped in front of Fu Zhiyu, originally wanted to give him the onion as well, but seeing him burst into tears, she threw the onion away.

Then he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Fu Zhiyu's eyes. With scarlet eyes, he looked at Fu Zhiyu and said, "Woman, don't cry, once you cry..."

He paused, and said in a hoarse voice, "It makes me want to give you my life."