Evil husband is too dominant

Su MI was trapped in the cramped space by him and didn't dare to move.

"I didn't. I was just curious. What's the use of such a large villa with no guest rooms? I really don't dare to scold Fu Shao secretly." she shook her head to show her innocence.

"It's strange to believe!"

Fu Yichen sneered and approached Su MI. His breath blew on his cheek and drilled into his neck. It was itchy and hot.

"If you don't clean it, it stinks. If you don't clean it, I'll let someone throw you out of here!"

After he spoke, he stood up and suddenly left her with a cold face.

"Then I'll wash again!"

Su Mi felt that the air was unblocked all at once. She was eager to escape Fu Yichen and was afraid of being driven out. She nodded quickly. Like a rabbit, she jumped back into the bathroom and slammed the door.

"Wash well! I'll check it later. If I can't wash it clean, I'll do it myself!"

Fu Yichen's voice sounded outside. Su Mi dared not linger any longer. She took off her clothes and said loudly, "I can wash it, I can wash it!"

When she stood in the bath and the water washed on her, she suddenly found out.

No, she still doesn't have her toiletries in the bathroom!

She was looking for another bathroom. How did she finally walk in here?

Fu Yichen, that man, must have deliberately diverted her attention and frightened her!

"Black belly!"

Su Mi muttered, and Fu Yichen's voice just sounded outside, "I approve you to use my things."

Su MI is afraid that Fu Yichen really wants to take a bath for herself. She bites her teeth and reaches for the toiletries next to her.

Su Mi hurriedly cleaned herself and jumped out of the bath. After wiping her body with a towel, she always felt that Fu Yichen's breath was covered all over her, as if she was wrapped by him.

She frowned in disgust, but then she was stupid again. Damn it, she forgot that she didn't change her clothes.

Looking at the wrinkled clothes left aside, Su Mi really didn't want to wear them back.

She was depressed. There was a knock at the door outside. "The servant sent your clothes. Open the door."

"Well, can you let the servant bring it in for me?"

"Oh, my room is always cleaned by Uncle Zhou himself. No servants are allowed in and out. Open the door! Or do you prefer uncle Zhou to deliver it to you?"

Su MI, "..."

Turtle hair man!

Not letting anyone into his room?

What a jerk!

But in that case, isn't she the first woman to enter his bedroom and bathroom?

Su Mi thinks she must have misunderstood it. It certainly won't be like this.

"Well, put your clothes at the door. I'll just reach out for them myself."

Su Mi didn't have the courage to open the door to Fu Yichen naked.

"There are many things!"

Fu Yichen said impatiently outside. Then Su Mi heard something being put on the ground, and then footsteps.

As soon as she was happy, she quickly opened a crack in the door, then squatted down, stretched out a hand and touched it on the ground.

"Strange... Where did you put it?"

Three steps in front of the door, Fu Yichen held his chest and stared at Su MI.

Seeing that Su Mi's hand was about to touch the clothes, Fu Yichen quietly kicked the clothes on the ground.

Sumi's hand poked out again. She touched it, she touched it, she touched it again!

Fu Yichen, one kick, two kicks, another kick.

So Su Mi's hand stretched out to the left and right, touching before and after, and then she finally touched something.

When she finally touched something, Su Mi brightened her eyes and grabbed it. Then she found that it was not clothes, like human skin.

"Ah!"

Su Mi hurriedly released her hand and tried to hide in a panic. As a result, she fell to the ground and hit her head against the wall with a thump. Tears burst out in front of her eyes.

"A man's legs can't be touched casually. If something goes wrong, he will be responsible."

The door of the bathroom was pushed open. Fu Yichen joked and stood in front of Su MI.

He's coming in!

She was very embarrassed. "You teased me! You didn't put your clothes at all!"

Fu Yichen leaned against the wall at will. Then he kicked the door open and looked out at Su MI.

Su Mi looked over and saw a pile of women's clothes stacked not far from the door!

Her eyes widened. What the hell is that!

Can the clothes run away? Why is it over there? She touched it over there!

Fu Yichen threw Su Mi to bed. Su Mi screamed and was about to run.

However, her movements couldn't be faster than Fu Yichen. She saw him quickly remove the tie of his pajamas, just like a leopard hunting with all its strength, quickly catch Su MI and overwhelm him.

Sumi escaped all morning, but she still couldn't escape in the end.

When she can breathe well, it will be an hour later.

She fell on the bed powerlessly and powerlessly, looked at the man who had been working hard, and went into the bathroom refreshed.

Su Mi raised her hand to cover her eyes, which were slightly wet.

Again and again, she

No longer dare to ask for love with Zhou Qingyang.

Just ask that her pay can really let Fu Yichen, the devil, fulfill his promise and save Zhou Qingyang's life.

Tears rolled down Su Mi's white cheeks. She was afraid to be heard by Fu Yichen. She quickly pulled the quilt up and covered her head.

When Fu Yichen came out of the bathroom, he saw that Su MI was dressed neatly and sitting rigidly by the bed, lowering his head and picking his fingers.

She looked like a child at a loss. Fu Yichen stepped down and narrowed his eyes, "go downstairs and have breakfast with me."

He said that, without looking at Su MI, he turned and walked outside.

Su Mi stood up and followed Fu Yichen, looking at his tall back and dripping hair.

She took a deep breath. "Fu Shao's hair hasn't been blown yet. Why don't I blow Fu Shao's hair and make a shape first?"

Fu Yichen stepped forward and looked back at Su MI in surprise, "please me?"

Su Mi blushed. The man was terrible. She had insight into people's hearts every minute. She seemed transparent in front of him. She couldn't hide her thoughts from him.

"Fu Shao, do you give me a chance to please?"

Fu Yichen sneered and said in a loud voice, "here! Of course, who makes you my woman? If you don't give it to you, who else can you give it to?"

He said, his eyes slightly heavy, his eyes deep and hot.

When they came to the stairs, they didn't know whether Fu Yichen walked too fast or Su MI was cleaned up too badly by him. Her legs were soft and she almost fell and rolled down.

"Ah!"

Su Mi screamed and hurriedly held the railing on the stairs. Her face turned white with fear.

Fu Yichen looked back at her and a little helpless color flashed on his face.

He turned and walked back, picked her up, "Why are you so weak! Do I have to hold you every morning?"

Su Mi's face turned whiter.

He doesn't mean to... That every morning in the future.

Fu Yichen stared at her impatiently and said, "in the future, I will run for three hours every day and start today. Since I am my woman, I have to keep up with my physical fitness. I don't want us to be disharmonious."

Su MI, "..."

Who... Who wants to be harmonious with him? She won't run when she dies!

What a shame to run for this!

However, she won't refute Fu Yichen face to face. She thinks Fu Yichen will be bored with her in a few days.

As long as she endured and flattered him, when he saved Fu Yichen and bored her again, she would be free.

Yes, that's it!

Thinking of this, Su Mi felt that she was not so unbearable. She even had a little more smile on her face.

Fu Yichen only thought she agreed. Her handsome face showed satisfaction, and her pace was faster.

When she got down the steps, Su Mi struggled and jumped down. The living room was full of waiting servants. Fu Yichen kept holding her and could fry eggs on her face.

"Uncle Zhou, get her a hair dryer and blow it here."

Fu Yichen ordered, sat down on the sofa, picked up the newspaper that had been put on the tea table, folded his legs, and looked lazily against the sofa.

"Yes, young master." Uncle Zhou quickly brought a hair dryer and a servant, holding a comb, a small watering can, a towel, setting water and other things on a gilded tray.

Su Mi took the hair dryer, went around behind the sofa and blew Fu Yichen's hair.

Soon she blew Fu Yichen a hairstyle.

She is a student in the performance department, but she has never been given the opportunity to appear on the camera. However, she has worked part-time on the set for many times. She has learned the set of makeup artist and stylist for a long time. She still has some talents in this regard.

"Young master, you are so energetic today. Miss Su has a pair of clever hands."

Zhou Bo praised and Fu Yichen lost the newspaper.

"Well, it's good. I'll blow my hair here every day. Remember."

Su Mi's face was bitter. She wanted to be not only a plaything, but also a plaything with skills?

A capitalist who squeezes people!

Fu Yichen walked to the restaurant happily. After taking two steps, he found that Su Mi didn't keep up. He looked back at her.

Seeing Sumi drooping her head, like a spiritless dog baked by the sun in summer, made him want to rub her into his arms.

So he pulled her over, stroked her face and kissed her.