Overlord wife 1.9 meters

The wig was crooked, covering his eyes, Fu Zhiyu raised his hand to straighten the wig himself, before he could say anything to Jiang Su, Jiang Su suddenly reached out and pressed the back of his head, kissing him forcefully with an expression of resignation.

First he bit his mouth, and then he stuck out his tongue. When he found that he couldn't get in, he opened his eyes and stared at Fu Zhiyu, winking wildly.

Let me in!Otherwise, how can it be considered a hot kiss!Let me in quickly!

Unable to get in, he started gnawing and biting again and again, Fu Zhiyu's bite was extremely painful, his body stiffened and he opened his mouth.

This time it was Jiang Su's turn to be stiff, motionless, and looked at Fu Zhiyu clumsily, obviously flustered and at a loss, when he finally wanted to quit, Fu Zhiyu grabbed his clothes, turned around and hooked his tongue.

Jiang Su: "?!!"

His eyes widened, and he subconsciously wanted to push Fu Zhiyu away, but he was caught even tighter.

Fu Zhiyu's eyes were firm: "I can't stop, if I stop, all previous efforts will be wasted!"

Jiang Su understood his eyes, could only endure the shame in his heart, and gradually relaxed, and finally became more courageous, and responded to Fu Zhiyu like Fu Zhiyu kissed him.

It was the first time for both of them to kiss. Fu Zhiyu's kissing skills were a little better than Jiang Su's, but the whole process was tense.

He didn't hate this kiss, he thought he would resist it, but the result was unexpected.

Half a minute later, Jiang Su blushed, her ears blushed, her eyes turned wildly, Fu Zhiyu also blushed, and she was sure that the time was up, so she immediately let go of him.

Jiang Su reached out to hug Fu Zhiyu, but because he was too tall, Jiang Su couldn't hold him, so he pinched Fu Zhiyu.

Fu Zhiyu squatted down slightly, pretended to breathe in his arms, and moved his lips on purpose, "Aotian, I miss you so much."

He didn't know if his lips were red or not, anyway, moving his lips was enough.

"Woman, I miss you too." Jiang Su spoke heavily, wrapping around Fu Zhiyu's waist.

It's not as soft and slender as in the novel, he can only vaguely touch the abdominal muscles, and it feels good.

After doing all this, Jiang Su let go of Fu Zhiyu.

The electronic watch didn't move, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The moment his eyes met, Jiang Su let out a low cough, and stretched out his hand to help Fu Zhiyu put ice on it, "There will be no plot later, and it will be the next day. We have a short time to relax, but we must maintain our character when relaxing."

"Girl, let me help you apply ice."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Aotian." Fu Zhiyu had almost learned the essence, and said with a smile.

The doctor came over not long after, taught Jiang Su massage techniques, and prescribed medicine for Jiang Su.

Jiang Su pushed open the door, looked at Fu Zhiyu who was expressionless standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, "Woman, what's your name?"

Fu Zhiyu turned to look at him.

Facing his cold gaze, Jiang Su suddenly became nervous, but still maintained the indifference of a domineering president, raised his chin, and said, "Woman, I have to say that, because this is my personality. "

"I know." Fu Zhiyu smiled slightly, his face changed rapidly, "Because I want to do the same, so I understand."

"Woman, let's introduce ourselves to each other?" Jiang Su took out his notebook and wrote down his name——Jiang Su.

Fu Zhiyu leaned over and couldn't help but look up at Jiang Su after seeing the name.

Jiang Su: "Woman, what's the matter? Have you been conquered by my charm?"

"Yes, Aotian." Fu Zhiyu wrote his name on the notebook.

The words Fu Zhiyu made Jiang Su think of something, and he was a little surprised, "Woman, I didn't expect you to be a real boss."

Fu Zhiyu smiled: "Yes, Aotian, do you know me?"

"I know, your name is very famous." He had seen it in various magazines, most of which said that Fu Zhiyu had reached the age of marriage, but had never had a lover, and they all speculated about what kind of partner Fu Zhiyu would marry in the future. In the end, he also said that he was gay and liked men.

Jiang Su was curious at the time, and checked Fu Zhiyu, only to find out that he is so powerful, worth billions, and has a good face, almost every woman's dream lover.

Taking a closer look now, Fu Zhiyu is exactly the same as the photo he saw before, but because of his long hair, he didn't recognize it.

"Really, I know you too." Fu Zhiyu had a gentle smile on his lips.

Jiang Su hooked her lips, "Oh, woman, how do you know me?"

"What does Aotian think?"

"I do not know."

"Aotian guesses."

Jiang Su couldn't stop shaking from Fu Zhiyu's tone, she pursed her lips to stop her smile, "I, I can't guess..."

Fu Zhiyu didn't say anything, but changed the subject, "Do you still remember what the ending is? I didn't finish the ending, so I came in after sleeping."

"Remember." Jiang Su recounted the ending he saw.

Fu Zhiyu's face became even more stinky.

In his opinion, this kind of novel is written to make people complain.

He doesn't like reading novels. This novel was left by his cousin in the office. He originally wanted to put it in a drawer, but then he casually browsed through it when he was bored.

I have to say, although what I see in my heart will make people want to complain all the time, but it is also very good, making people watch it all the time.

It's just that before the ending was finished, Fu Zhiyu transmigrated into this novel and became the overlord's little wife—the gentle, kind and lovely Shangguan Bubble.

Fu Zhiyu said in a low voice, "Then wish us a happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation! Woman." Jiang Su stretched out his hand to hold Fu Zhiyu's hand, and did not forget to add a word that the overlord likes to say.

Fu Zhiyu nodded and withdrew his hand first.

Jiang Su took the ice pack away and looked at his feet, "Do you need me to massage you? Woman?"

"Will you?" Fu Zhiyu looked suspicious.

The electronic watch beeped, reminding Fu Zhiyu that this is not the line that the little wife Shangguan Pao Pao should say.

Fu Zhiyu closed his eyes, remembering that Shangguan Paobao seemed to have always believed in Jiang Aotian, she would respond to what Jiang Aotian said, so he changed his words: "Yes~ Aotian, thank you."

"You're welcome, woman, this is what I should do." Jiang Su put his hands on Fu Zhiyu's feet and rubbed them gently, "Woman, if it hurts, just call out, don't feel shy, I like your voice .”

Fu Zhiyu: "?"

He stared at Jiang Su with burning eyes.

Jiang Su coughed lowly: "I'm used to it, I'm used to it, woman."

In the past few days of being a tyrant boss, he has completely figured out the tyrant boss, and now even if he doesn't have lines, he speaks like a boss boss.

Fortunately, this novel is not long, otherwise, even if he returns to the real world later, he will be locked up as a psychopath.

Among other things, Jiang Su's massage skills are still very good. Fu Zhiyu felt that the sprained ankle was hot, and it didn't hurt at all, and the swelling also disappeared.

After the massage, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Jiang Su asked Aunt Li to bring the meal, first handed it to Fu Zhiyu, then picked up his own rice bowl, and ate slowly.

During this period, he could always feel that Fu Zhiyu was looking at him, and his eyes were a little unclear.

Jiang Su had heard some rumors about Fu Zhiyu in the real world.

It is said that he is extremely weird, his personality is cloudy and cloudy, he may be laughing with you one second, and furious the next second, and he is very difficult to serve.

The employees of the company are also very afraid of him, saying that they tremble every time they see him or in a meeting.

But Jiang Su felt that, except for his face, which was the same as the one in the rumors, no one else matched.

After dinner, the problem came.

There is only one bed in the room, and Shangguan Paobao has been sharing the same bed since he and Jiang Aotian lived together.

In other words, they will sleep in the same bed tonight.

Jiang Su pointed to the bathroom, "Are you going to wash first?"

Fu Zhiyu's eyelids twitched, and he didn't want to go: "Do you have pajamas you haven't worn?"

The electronic watch sizzled.

Fu Zhiyu: "..."

Is this letting him sleep in Shangguan Bubble's pajamas?

Fu Zhiyu opened Shangguan Bubble's closet, found the largest nightgown that he hadn't worn, and made a gesture to make sure it was loose enough for him to wear it.

He went into the bathroom first, locked the door, took off his wig, and took a hot bath.

Fu Zhiyu's body gradually relaxed after the exhaustion of the day was gone.

Half an hour later, Fu Zhiyu came out wearing a black wig and a white nightgown.

The moment Jiang Su saw him, he almost uncontrollably praised: "Woman, you are so beautiful."

Fu Zhiyu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he wanted to say something, but he held back and just motioned Jiang Su to wash it too.

Ten minutes later, as soon as Jiang Su came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he saw Fu Zhiyu put a few pillows in the middle of the bed as a dividing line.

The man's blond hair was still dripping, because the hair color was so bright that people didn't want to notice it.

Fu Zhiyu saw that Jiang Su's face was reddish, the collar of her pajamas was too crooked, her collarbone and most of her shoulders could be clearly seen.

Under the light, his skin looked extraordinarily fair. Fu Zhiyu's mouth was inexplicably dry, he couldn't help but look away, raised his hand slightly, and pointed to his collar.

Jiang Su: "Woman, what's wrong?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something, knelt on the bed, climbed up to Fu Zhiyu, and carefully looked at Fu Zhiyu's neck.

Approaching so suddenly, Jiang Su's smell rushed into Fu Zhiyu's nose, making him turn his head to look.

Jiang Su in front of him was so close that he could feel his breath. Because he lowered his head and his collar was low, Fu Zhiyu saw Jiang Su's chest directly.

Fu Zhiyu: "..."

He stretched out his hand, pushed Jiang Su away, stopped looking at him, and said, "What are you looking at?"

"Woman, didn't you point to me to show me your neck?" Jiang Su sat up straight and asked Fu Zhiyu with his eyes.

"I mean... I mean Aotian, your clothes are crooked." Fu Zhiyu wanted to say why he was so stupid, but held back at the critical moment, and spoke softly.

Hearing his overly gentle voice, Jiang Su was a little dazed. She reacted and looked down, revealing what shouldn't have been revealed. She quickly tidied up her collar and subconsciously smiled evilly: "Woman, what do you see? Are you satisfied? Huh?"

Fu Zhiyu: "... Satisfied, very satisfied."

Instead, Jiang Su blushed from what she said, took a few steps back, got out of bed and went to blow dry her hair.

When his hair was dried, Fu Zhiyu was already lying on the bed and closed his eyes.

Jiang Su turned off the lamp beside the bed and lay down too, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

He called out tentatively: "Woman? Are you asleep?"

The moment Fu Zhiyu turned off the light, he couldn't help but stare at the ceiling. The restlessness in his heart made him unable to fall asleep at all, but the more he thought about it, the more outrageous he became, and Jiang Su's voice responded.

"Let's talk about tomorrow's plot?"

"it is good."

"Tomorrow's plot is that I come back from a meeting at the company and I am in the study. You come in to look for a book, because it is too high and you can't reach it, the book falls, and you are afraid of being hit by the book and tilted to the side, but you almost fall down At the critical moment, I grabbed the book, put my arms around your waist, and took you around for a while without letting you fall."

"You were lying on the desk with your upper body, looking at my handsome face, you couldn't stop your heartbeat. When I leaned over, you closed your eyes shyly. I pinched your waist, kissed you, and said... ..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Su said with some shame: "And said: Woman, you taste really good."