Overlord wife 1.9 meters

Su Xueer was so excited that she was about to drop her phone, and the old lady was afraid that she would scare Shangguan Paopao, so she quickly hung up the video.

"Woman, you're really good at learning." Jiang Su looked at Fu Zhiyu beside him and said.

"Aotian, you're not bad either." Fu Zhiyu was addicted to rubbing his stomach, and his expression became more gentle, really like a mother who is about to have a child.

Jiang Su: "Then let's wait for the engagement ceremony in three days. Are you excited, woman? You are about to get engaged to me, Jiang Aotian, and become my wife. Heh, tell me, woman, are you extremely excited? Huh?"

"Excited," Fu Zhiyu hooked Jiang Su's neck, looked at him and smiled, "Excited, proud."

The two got closer and closer, closer and closer, and they were about to kiss when someone knocked on the door.

Jiang Su immediately backed away and looked away, Fu Zhiyu withdrew his hand, both of them felt a little uncomfortable.

"Master, Young Madam, what are you going to have for lunch?" Aunt Li's voice sounded from outside the door.

"Make some light ones, my wife is pregnant and can't eat greasy ones." Jiang Su said in a cold voice.

"Okay." Aunt Li was a little overjoyed, "Really? Is Madam really pregnant? Congratulations Madam and Young Master."

"Aunt Li, you have worked hard to take care of Pao Pao these days. Starting from this month, your salary will be tripled."

Aunt Li became even more excited: "Thank you, young master, thank you madam, I will work harder in the future, and I will cook now."

It was quiet outside, and the room was also eerily quiet. Jiang Su glanced at Fu Zhiyu, who was staring at him, as if looking at some artwork seriously.

Jiang Su gave a low cough, and waved her hand in front of Fu Zhiyu's eyes, "Woman, there is no plot to go, just relax and do what you want."

"What do I want to do?" Fu Zhiyu approached Jiang Su, and said slowly, "How about Aotian and me?"

"What?" Jiang Su was taken aback.

Fu Zhiyu held his face, "Kiss."

Jiang Su hurriedly struggled: "No, woman!"

"Why? Aotian? Don't be shy, come on."

"You'll make me misunderstand," Jiang Su grabbed Fu Zhiyu's shoulder, "Woman, speak normally..."

"There are still a lot of kisses in the future, practice it, and you won't be nervous in the future, Aotian, what are you thinking?" Fu Zhiyu held the back of Jiang Su's head, and continued to complete the unfinished kiss just now.

Jiang Su's whole body was stiff, her hands clutched at her clothes nervously, and she didn't dare to respond to Fu Zhiyu. Feeling his tenderness, she wanted to push him away but then withdrew her hand. Finally, she closed her eyes and gave up completely, responding to Fu Zhiyu.

The two kissed very fiercely. When they got to the back, Jiang Su couldn't breathe, pushed Fu Zhiyu away, and was kissed again just as he took a breath.

Jiang Su felt that Fu Zhiyu was like a hungry wolf, not only wanted to kiss him all the time, but also wanted to swallow him up.

The strong sense of danger made Jiang Su push Fu Zhiyu away, turned around with his mouth covered, and wanted to open the door to go outside.

But just as his hand touched the doorknob, Fu Zhiyu pressed one hand on the door, stood behind him and stared at him, with a gentle tone as if he could pinch water: "Aotian, why are you running?"

"Why don't you talk? Aotian? Are you afraid of me?" Fu Zhiyu said, kissing the back of Jiang Su's neck, "I'm not some man-eating tiger, what are you afraid of me for?"

The man's deep and sexy voice made Jiang Su's ears soften, and he blushed, thinking that you were scarier than a man-eating tiger, so he turned slightly and reminded: "Woman, don't forget, I am the overlord."

"Yes, you are the overlord, and I am your little wife, so why did you run away from my little wife?"

Fu Zhiyu lowered his head, and the warm breath sprayed on Jiang Su's ears, causing Jiang Su to tremble for a while. He seemed not satisfied, so he raised his hand and rubbed Jiang Su's blood-red ears with his fingers, and laughed ambiguously: "Aotian, are you shy?"

The tip of his nose was filled with Fu Zhiyu's breath, and Jiang Su felt dizzy in his head. He avoided Fu Zhiyu's movements and breathed heavily: "I'm just afraid that I might misunderstand."

Fu Zhiyu was startled, and smiled even more: "What is the misunderstanding? Misunderstood that I like you? Aotian, I..."

"I know, I know you don't like me, so I won't misunderstand this."

Jiang Su's heart rose to her throat following Fu Zhiyu's words, and her ears were so hazy that she couldn't hear anything, she just stared straight at Fu Zhiyu's moving lips, for fear of hearing that irritating voice from his mouth. The disappointed answer suddenly interrupted what he didn't say later.

Following Jiang Su's words, the room fell into silence.

Fu Zhiyu's eyes were deep, and there were incomprehensible emotions in his eyes, so he didn't continue to say what he didn't finish.

Under such gaze, Jiang Su felt as if his neck was pinched, making it difficult to breathe.

He didn't dare to look at Fu Zhiyu, so he took the lead to look away.

Fu Zhiyu didn't speak for a long time, and finally withdrew his hand, allowing Jiang Su to run out of the bedroom.

He stood where he was, without moving for a long time, and finally raised his hand to rub his temples, and sighed helplessly.

"Isn't that kiss obvious enough just now? Fool."

If you don't like it, how can you kiss? He thought Jiang Su... would know, but he didn't expect to get such an answer.

Jiang Su ran into the kitchen with a flushed face. He didn't have the image of a boss at all, and he didn't have time to take care of it. After washing his face with the kitchen faucet and sobering up for a while, he began to cook with Aunt Li.

While cutting the potatoes, I was distracted and thought of Fu Zhiyu's expression when he said that, with a gentle smile, as if he was about to say he didn't like it.

Jiang Su was a little annoyed, why didn't he listen to Fu Zhiyu's words?What if, what if the answer was the same as what he thought?

But it's different, isn't it too embarrassing, it's better not to know.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Su couldn't help but use a lot of force in the hand holding the knife, and the knife cut from the potato to his hand.

In the next second, Aunt Li's voice almost tore the sky apart: "Ahhh! Come on, the young master's hand is injured! Come on, call 120, hurry up! Master Aotian is going to faint It’s over! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

When Fu Zhiyu rushed in wearing a skirt, Jiang Su pressed the wound while telling Aunt Li to stop screaming.

Meeting Fu Zhiyu's gaze, he immediately said, "I'm fine, I just scratched it, and the bleeding has stopped. If you don't believe me, look, it's a very small wound."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to show Fu Zhiyu, fearing that Fu Zhiyu would not believe him, he hooked his fingers at him, and even smiled, not noticing that his wound had begun to bleed, and his index finger was stained red in the blink of an eye nails.

Fu Zhiyu's expression changed suddenly, and he walked over and put his finger in his mouth.

Jiang Su: "?"

He looked at Aunt Li stupidly, felt Fu Zhiyu's warm mouth, was quiet for two seconds, slowly raised his head, and let out a scream comparable to Aunt Li's just now: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The excessively surprised screams almost knocked down the villa. Aunt Li was almost deaf from his call, and ran out of the kitchen in a stumbling manner: "Quick, call the doctor, the young master is seriously ill, hurry up!"

Jiang Su stopped screaming immediately, looked at Fu Zhiyu, and wanted to withdraw her hand: "Woman, open your mouth quickly."

What is the development of Mary Su's plot? What's more, as the domineering boss, he took the script of the little charming wife, and Fu Zhiyu, who was a sweet wife, took the script of the boss. It makes people feel extremely shy.

Fu Zhiyu opened his mouth, Jiang Su blushed and withdrew his hand, and was dragged out of the kitchen by Fu Zhiyu in the next second.

"I'm really fine, the knife just scratched a little bit, really, it's just a little bit of skin." Looking at Fu Zhiyu's back, Jiang Su stared at his wound that had stopped bleeding and said, "Don't worry about me so much, woman."

No matter what he said, Fu Zhiyu didn't answer, just treated his wound with a cold face, put on a bandage, and then looked at him: "Aotian, what are you doing in the kitchen because you don't know how to cook?"

The blame in the tone was very obvious. It was the first time Jiang Su heard Fu Zhiyu use this tone, blurting out a sentence: "Woman, isn't it because of..."

Jiang Su came to his senses, swallowed the words behind, withdrew his hand, looked away from the side, and said vaguely, "I just wanted to try cutting vegetables, who knew that I was distracted and accidentally touched it."

"Missed? What are you thinking?" Fu Zhiyu raised his hand, turned his face back, and prevented him from looking at other places, "Aotian, look at me and answer."

He no longer pretended to be coquettish in the usual way, and his deep tone made Jiang Su feel a little bit of pressure. He didn't think about anything at once, and said directly: "What else can I think? Didn't I want you to kiss me before... ...I didn't mean that, woman, I meant..."

Jiang Su hated how her mouth was so uncontrollable, she was about to slap herself when she raised her hand, but before she could touch her face, Fu Zhiyu held it tightly.

He said with a half-smile: "I was distracted thinking about the scene where I kissed you, so I didn't pay attention to the knife? Aotian, do you know how dangerous it is? What if you cut off your finger?"

"Woman, stop talking, I'm not that stupid." Jiang Su covered her ears, turned her back to Fu Zhiyu and walked outside, "The weather outside is nice, let's go out to see flowers together. I know what you and I said Come on, stop talking, come out."

Fu Zhiyu followed behind him without saying a word.

Jiang Su's scalp became numb from his stare, and she couldn't help but turn her head and said, "Woman, don't look at me anymore, just speak up."

"No, Aotian." Fu Zhiyu squinted his eyes and smiled, "Didn't you say we will see flowers together? I have nothing to say."

"Damn it, woman, you keep staring at me, attracting my attention, how can I take a good look at the flowers." Jiang Su whispered.

"That's just right, those flowers are not as good-looking as mine, Aotian, you might as well look at me." Fu Zhiyu sat on the chair, tidied up his clothes, and smiled gracefully at Jiang Su, "Aotian, I am more beautiful, or the flowers are more beautiful? Um?"

The flowers behind him were in full bloom, but Jiang Su didn't have the extra time to pay attention, her eyes were always on Fu Zhiyu.

Seeing him sideways, with a lazy and dignified posture, he said a word affectionately and gently: "Woman, of course you are the prettiest, you are the most beautiful in the world."

Fu Zhiyu let out a weird laugh, like shyness and joy, which made Jiang Su get goosebumps, walked over and sat down and said, "Woman, don't laugh like that, it's weird."

"Aotian, doesn't he smile nicely?" Fu Zhiyu's thin lips moved close to Jiang Su's ear, and he laughed "Jie Jie" again.

Jiang Su felt that with so many things happening today, he should be the one who was crazy, but Fu Zhiyu seemed to be much more crazy than him. Looking at Fu Zhiyu's face, he said something against his will for the first time: "It sounds good, woman, Your laughter is the most beautiful in the world, so good to hear my heart beating uncontrollably."

"Really? Aotian? If you don't believe me, you have to listen carefully." Fu Zhiyu leaned against Jiang Su's chest, listened for a moment, then looked up at Jiang Su.

He was obviously very nervous, his chin was tense, he swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, making Fu Zhiyu laugh very happily, bit his chin, and said: "Aotian, just listen to the heartbeat, why are you nervous ?”