Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

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"The house is not small, does it have anything to do with you? I didn't let you live in it!"

Being choked by his wife in person, Fu Jiyan pulled the corner of his lips helplessly. Of course, he also saw that his wife's right hand didn't look so flexible.

It must have been the hand that was dislocated.

Su Zhixiao's wet hair hadn't been wiped dry, and was still dripping water from time to time, so it would definitely not be able to blow dry. I remember there seemed to be a dry hair cap in the cabinet, which was a gift from Xiao Yu.

Ignoring the man in the room, he walked to the cabinet and reached out to pull the door.

Unexpectedly, after the cabinet door was opened a little, it couldn't be pulled, and it got stuck.

It's true, God fails to fulfill one's wish!

Usually everything is fine when there is no injury, but after this injury, even the cabinet was broken.

Fu Jiyan had been watching it all the time. When he saw this scene, a few obvious smiles flashed in his eyes. He stepped forward in two steps, gently pulled away the figure in front of him, and held the doorknob with his big hand. The jammed cabinet door swung open.

"What do you want?"

The corners of Su Zhixiao's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything after all, and found the dry hair cap given by Bai Yu from the cabinet.

Then tear it open and tear open the package.

I want to put the hat on my head and then tuck my hair in little by little.

Helpless, it is quite simple to think, but in reality it is not so easy to do.

I tried several times, but to no avail.

As for the other living person in the room, he just watched with great interest.

As soon as Su Zhixiao looked up, he saw someone with arms folded around his chest, looking like a joke. In an instant, he couldn't get angry.

Maybe he was really angry, and his eyes were red with anger.

Seeing this, someone has finally converged:

"Hey, let me help you."

Su Zhixiao took a breath:

"Need not!"

The family of colleagues from the Household Registration Section of the bureau lives opposite the door. Everyone gets along well with neighbors on weekdays. It's not difficult to find someone to help you or something!

However, the door locks opened with a click, and a big hand locked it again.

"Fu Jiyan, what are you doing?"

Ah.

The man snatched the drying cap and the towel draped over Su Zhixiao's shoulders:

"What do you say I want to do?

It's better for women to be soft-spoken. "

The last sentence is really a joke.

As for men, they all have the same tone, and there is nothing they can do about soft-spoken women.

Fu Jiyan is no exception.

Of course, this person is more wicked than others.

The strength of a woman's struggle is no different from scratching an itch for a man.

It's just that the woman just took a bath, and the entire back of the pajamas is wet, and the front is also stained with water, making it very transparent.

Coupled with the lonely men and widows living together in the same room, the temperature in the room seemed to heat up a lot all of a sudden.

The man took several deep breaths:

"Woman, if you move around again, I won't promise to do anything."

Su Zhixiao didn't dare to move anymore, a blush rose on his face.

My son is already in kindergarten, so why don't you understand the meaning behind the words?

However, I really didn't expect that such words could come out of this man's mouth.

Anyway, never heard of it before.

Moreover, the two had been separated for several years, so it was really embarrassing.

Fortunately, the man didn't say anything more. He moved his hands in a leisurely manner and put his strength very lightly. He wiped off the water droplets on his hair with a towel, and then made several gestures with the dry hair cap, finally Put the hat on, and finally tuck in the hair.