Overlord wife 1.9 meters

He directly grabbed Fu Zhiyu's shoulder, and said with eyes full of anger, seriousness, shyness, and a little bit of embarrassment: "Woman, let's start."

Fu Zhiyu pushed Jiang Su away, struggling shyly: "I hate it, Aotian, look at how anxious you are. Hmph, don't be so anxious, you scare people."

Jiang Su didn't answer him, just pressed Fu Zhiyu on the bed and kissed him hard.

As a result, he used too much force, and his teeth hit Fu Zhiyu's lip directly, breaking Fu Zhiyu's lip.

Jiang Su, who tasted the smell of blood, was so embarrassed that he just wanted to raise his head and scratch his ears and shout: shift!

Damn, why let him be so humiliated in front of his woman.

Because another kiss might be even more embarrassing, Jiang Su didn't dare to leave, his eyes met Fu Zhiyu's, his whole body was so stiff that his blood seemed to freeze.

Fu Zhiyu frowned slightly, as if in pain.

Jiang Su counted down for three seconds in her heart, left Fu Zhiyu's lips, glanced wildly, suddenly saw the blood on Fu Zhiyu's lips, scratched her head and apologized: "Woman, I didn't mean it."

Fu Zhiyu didn't care, licked the blood off his lips, and chuckled: "Aotian, is that what you said? Huh?"

Jiang Su: "?"

Is this contemptuous tone provoking him?

Abominable, abominable.

"Woman, why did you provoke me so many times today!" Jiang Su pinched Fu Zhiyu's chin fiercely, seeing the blood dripping from his thin lips, she suddenly had an urge to get close and lick it off.

Realizing what he was thinking, Jiang Su was so shocked that he raised his hand and slapped himself.

A "pop" resounded throughout the ward.

Jiang Su was completely awake, overly sober, his head was buzzing.

Fu Zhiyu: "..."

He rubbed Jiang Su's face, and said softly, "What did you suddenly hit yourself for? Aotian, you love me so much. Promise me, don't hurt yourself, okay?"

Jiang Su's breath was suffocated by the affectionate gaze, and there was an illusion that Fu Zhiyu was using his own bossy script.

"Woman, recognize your identity." Jiang Su reminded in a low voice, "I am the overlord, huh?"

"I've always known my identity, and I just feel sorry for you hitting me." Fu Zhiyu blinked.

"I just want to wake up and continue with the plot." Jiang Su said, bent down and tried to hug Fu Zhiyu, put him down as soon as he was let off the bed, raised his eyebrows and smiled wickedly, "Woman, are you ready? Now It's time to start."

Fu Zhiyu looked at him, and asked without answering, "Are you ready? Are you okay?"

"A man can't say no." Several times being questioned by Fu Zhiyu, a fierce flame burned in Jiang Su's heart. He shouted, took a deep breath, and lowered his head to kiss Fu Zhiyu's lips.

The strong smell of blood spread between his lips and teeth, and Jiang Su wanted to leave before he could hold on for half a minute, but he continued to hold on to Fu Zhiyu's eyes that seemed to see through his inner thoughts.

The hot and humid breath was entangled with each other, and it was hard to tell who it was. Jiang Su's back was stiff, she didn't dare to move, she only dared to stick to Fu Zhiyu's lips so obediently that Fu Zhiyu couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Woman." Jiang Su glared at him, and asked with his eyes because he couldn't speak.

Fu Zhiyu raised his hand to cover the back of Jiang Su's head, bit his lips lightly, and took the opportunity to break into his lips.

Jiang Su: "!!!"

Woman, how can you foul!

He widened his eyes and accused Fu Zhiyu of his crimes, but there was only a deep smile in Fu Zhiyu's eyes.

Jiang Su felt that the kiss was mixed with a faint smell of blood from the beginning, and inexplicably became sweet in the end.He was kissed a little erratically, his body was weak, and he couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north. The only feeling was that the air was gradually decreasing, and he was almost unable to breathe.

He is a domineering boss, is it possible that he is really going to be suffocated by his little wife's kiss?

No!

Not to be outdone, Jiang Su struggled to regain his sovereignty, but under Fu Zhiyu's attack, he had no way of parrying, and his clumsy movements seemed like a response.

The last person to push away became Jiang Su.

He pushed Fu Zhiyu away vigorously, put his hand on his shoulder and panted to remind: "Lines, it's ok, don't continue, it's time for you to speak your lines, woman."

Fu Zhiyu pushed Jiang Su away, breathing heavily and pretending to struggle, shouting: "No more."

Then he lay prone on the bed at once, crawling from one side of the bed to the other, trying to get out of bed.

Jiang Su was in disarray, felt hot everywhere, held his breath, blushed and waited for a few seconds before grabbing Fu Zhiyu's ankle and pulling him hard.

"Woman, where to escape!"

Fu Zhiyu was already extremely relaxed, afraid that Jiang Su wouldn't be able to pull, but Jiang Su pulled him so hard, causing his entire lower body to hang outside the bed, and his body fell down under the bed uncontrollably.

At the critical moment, Fu Zhiyu grabbed the bed with both hands, and kept his upper body against the bed with difficulty.

"I, you... There is no way to kiss like this." Thinking about the later plot, Jiang Su couldn't help laughing while watching Fu Zhiyu like that, scolding himself as an old actor and laughing, and pulled Fu Zhiyu up with great effort, Looking at his lips, he was about to move, his eyes were full of unwillingness to admit defeat, "Again?"

Fu Zhiyu's eyes darkened slightly: "Come."

Jiang Su was inexplicably reluctant to let go this time, and he didn't kiss him a few times. It was Fu Zhiyu who started it first, kissing Jiang Su's lips, not giving him any chance to struggle and resist.

Jiang Su could only passively follow Fu Zhiyu's rhythm, feeling that the time was almost up, she pushed and pushed Fu Zhiyu weakly, reminding him that it was time to go to bed.

How did he know that Fu Zhiyu grabbed his flailing hand and pressed it to his side so that he couldn't move any more.

It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Su felt the difference in strength between himself and Fu Zhiyu.

Before Jiang Su could struggle again, he suddenly felt that Fu Zhiyu's other hand got into his clothes and touched his waist.

The hot temperature brought by the fingers made Jiang Su's body tremble slightly, with an inexplicable excitement.

He hurriedly grabbed that hand, and signaled with his eyes: "What are you doing? Don't you stop soon? Seriously? That's my initiative, how can you let a woman take the initiative?!"

Fu Zhiyu stared at him, his eyes were deep and dark, making it difficult to guess his emotions, and Jiang Su's appearance was reflected in his eyes.

The corners of his eyes are red, his expression is confused and cute.

He left Jiang Su's lips, smiled, put his chin on Jiang Su's shoulder, bit Jiang Su's neck lightly, and said in a delicate tone, "Aotian, are you shy?"

The hand in the clothes has not been taken away, but is still moving wantonly, the tingling feeling spreads all over the body, Jiang Su is afraid of itching, grabs Fu Zhiyu's hand, and retorts: "I don't."

"Then why is your body trembling? Are you excited?" Fu Zhiyu said slowly, approaching Jiang Su's ear again, and bit his earlobe while he was not paying attention.

This bite made Jiang Su's body even softer, and he almost collapsed into Fu Zhiyu's arms.

He was short of breath, and felt like a piece of marshmallow being put on a barbecue grill, which was about to melt with Fu Zhiyu's scorching fire.

It can't be like this anymore, Fu Zhiyu is too affecting his concentration.

Jiang Su backed away from Fu Zhiyu's encirclement, covered her face, looked at Fu Zhiyu and said, "Woman! You are going too far!"

"You've crossed the line!"

"As a petite wife, how can you eat tofu from me, a domineering boss! Damn it! Woman, do you know what you're doing?"

"No way." Fu Zhiyu spread his hands innocently, "Who made you so cute, Aotian."

Jiang Su hooked her lips: "Woman, you are the cutest, not me!"

Fu Zhiyu: "Aotian, it's you."

Jiang Su: "I'm not cute! I'm handsome and domineering!"

He said he was excited, grabbed Fu Zhiyu's shoulder and shook it.

Fu Zhiyu: "They are all cute, we are all cute."

Afraid that he would faint from the shaking, Jiang Su stopped and glanced at the hospital bed.

"Then... just pretend to be something that a green website doesn't allow to write in detail?"

Fu Zhiyu nodded without any objection, and lay down on the bed directly: "I'm fine."

Seeing that he was so straightforward, Jiang Su quickly turned off the light, lay down beside him, covered his quilt, put his arms around his waist, and pressed his head into his arms: "Sleep, woman!"

Fu Zhiyu pretended to be petite and huddled in his arms.

The body temperature was scalding, Jiang Su held on for a minute before letting go of Fu Zhiyu, hugging the pillow and lying down on the accompanying bed next to him.

"Woman, the plot is over, rest early, tomorrow is your important plot. Do you know?"

Fu Zhiyu stared at the ceiling, listening to Jiang Su's movements.

He picked up the water glass and took a few sips of water, the sound of him swallowing water filled the room.

Fu Zhiyu smiled and said: "Yes, after I went to the competition place to receive the prize, I was taken back to your home by your mother. Then your mother took out the money and asked me to leave. After I refused, she forced me to take the card , and took a picture for you, saying that I am a vain woman. Then you rushed back and saved me who was almost bullied by Su Xueer."

Jiang Su applauded: "Woman, I thought you couldn't remember most of the plot clearly, but I didn't expect you to remember this plot clearly."

Fu Zhiyu smiled and said nothing.

Why do I remember this episode so clearly?

Because Jiang Aotian's mother took out a card, gave it to Shangguan, and said a word: "This is one hundred million, after taking it, leave my son."

In the past novels of Ba Zong, Ba Zong's mother gave millions, at most tens of millions, but Jiang Aotian's mother gave [-] million, so Fu Zhiyu remembered it very clearly.

"When the time comes, don't be fooled by that card." Jiang Su was afraid that Fu Zhiyu would really run away with the card, and specifically told him, "You must persist until I come back to save you. By the way, if Su Xueer arrives before I arrive Bullying you, you have to protect yourself."

"Aotian, are you so worried about him?" Fu Zhiyu turned his head, looking through the darkness at Jiang Su who was on the opposite bed.

The man lying on the bed turned over and faced him, already feeling sleepy, closed his eyes and muttered: "Woman, I must be worried about you."

"After all, you are my fiancée."

There was no more sound from behind, and Jiang Su fell asleep.

Fu Zhiyu looked out of the pitch-black window and fell asleep after a long time.

It was two o'clock in the morning, and Fu Zhiyu, who had finished his nightmare, suddenly felt that someone was pressing heavily on his body, and wrapped his hands around his neck. Fu Zhiyu was stunned by the incomparable intimacy.

Before he could react, the man suddenly lowered his head and bit his lip.

"Woman, this is your punishment for provoking me during the day. Heh, do you know that you are wrong? If you know that you are wrong, just say a hundred times that Jiang Aotian is very good, very good." The unconscious man murmured, facing his face again I bit my mouth a few times.

Fu Zhiyu: "...?"