Evil husband is too dominant

Fu Yichen's eyes fell on the clothes she held, raised his eyebrows and said, "are you sure you want to wash?"

Su MI is not an irresponsible person. She holds her clothes, nods and says, "of course, I'll be responsible for it!"

Fu Yichen's eyes became a little strange and asked again, "are you sure?"

Seeing that his eyes had been falling on the clothes in front of her chest, Su Mi looked down inexplicably and suddenly widened her eyes.

What the hell was that little, black bullet pants on the white shirt she was holding between her hands?

Ah! Ah!

Sumi screamed inside!

She clearly grabbed a white shirt. Who can tell her where this man's close fitting pants came from!

The bullet pants were held in her hand. The special convex design on the top was pinched between her fingers.

Su Mi felt that her hand was scalded by that piece of cloth. She threw away her clothes and hid behind.

Her face turned red again. Seeing Fu Yichen staring at herself with a smile, she couldn't help saying, "you hooligan! How can you change... Change that in front of so many people..."

She was so embarrassed that she forgot to please and fear Fu Yichen.

She blushed at the thought that he had just stripped off behind her.

"I'm a hooligan? Oh, don't forget who got wet."

Fu Yichen bit the words "wet body" heavily, as if it was not the rain that wet his clothes, but another meaning.

Su Ze's muffled laughter came from the front. Su MI was ashamed and wanted to jump out of the car.

In fact, she really did that. She was really embarrassed to stay here again. She couldn't breathe.

Su Mi broke the door. "Put me down! Stop, I want to get off!"

She wants to find a place to be quiet for a while now. She's dead!

"What? Don't save your friend?"

Fu Yichen's mocking voice sounded again behind her. Su Mi stopped and remembered her purpose.

It's Fu Yichen's fault. Her brain has been pasted by teasing.

Su Mi sits down with her lips clenched. Fu Yichen glances at her, lazily closes his eyes, but throws the towel at hand to Su MI.

Su MI was sitting with her head down. Her head sank. She pulled the towel off her head and looked at Fu Yichen.

Did he ask her to wipe the rain off her?

He

Su MI was flattered. Holding a towel, she whispered, "thank you."

The whole body is covered with rain, especially on the hair. It's still dripping. It's very uncomfortable. Sumi grabbed the towel and wiped her head and face, but suddenly she smelled a strange and good smell on the towel.

Light, like cologne, mixed with some warm male hormones.

Su MI was stunned and suddenly reacted. It was Fu Yichen's taste. This towel was just used by him to wipe his body. Maybe he also wiped it

Su Mi's Blush just fell on her face immediately climbed back, quickly put down the towel, and unconsciously twisted at her fingertips. It's neither lost nor taken.

"I'm sorry, Miss Su. It's all right. We promise we won't look at you." Song Zhe Yu Guang said thoughtfully when he saw that Su MI was quiet again.

"Yes, Miss Su, wipe it quickly. It's cold now. It's easy to get sick and have a fever. I promise I won't peek!"

Song Ze, who was driving, also said.

Fu Yichen was still keeping his eyes closed. He didn't look at Su MI at all.