Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Of course Su Zhixiao couldn't see the pictures on the laptop screen, but he wasn't stupid:

What are you doing?

video conference.

hiss~

'boom!'

The study door was slammed shut.

. . . . . .

In the bathroom, Su Zhixiao was silently washing his undergarments with his hands, almost regretting his bowels.

Why didn't you figure out what was going on inside first?

What a shame!

The most hateful thing is that that person didn't even remind himself in time, just making fun of himself like that, damn it!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the strength in rubbing the clothes in his hands became much stronger.

Knock Knock

Suddenly, there were two knocks on the door outside.

Get out! He yelled through gritted teeth.

puff~

However, someone outside laughed even more.

Still shy? Come out, there are no outsiders.

Fu Jiyan, get out of here!

Okay, okay, can't I get out? Come out quickly, don't stay in the bathroom all the time, it's easy to lack oxygen.

There was no sound inside, so I didn't want to talk to him.

A resentful person just walked away.

After a while, the people inside opened the door and took the washed underwear to the balcony to dry.

After drying, I took out all the coats and pants in the laundry basket and threw them into the washing machine.

I finally washed off the mask on my face, patted the water and essence several times in a row, and finally put on the cream.

There is a big difference between skin care and no skin care.

Looking at it now, the skin is moist and smooth.

But before, after being busy for such a long time, sometimes even the water was too late to take pictures, and the face was so dehydrated that it was almost peeling off.

Fortunately, he was born with a good foundation, and he can recover after first aid.

I was a little hungry, and I didn't have time to have dinner, so I went out again, and it was delayed for so long.

When I got to the kitchen, I was about to pick up some water to cook some noodles, when I saw the porridge was always heating up on the stove.

Well, I was still angry before, but now, it has subsided a lot.

The hot porridge is just right for a very hungry stomach.

The taste is very good, I don't know what ingredients are added in it, it has a strong taste of Chinese medicine, but it does not affect the taste of the porridge.

Forget it, just eat what you have, it's rare to care about so much.

After eating, I brushed my teeth again, and then boiled a cup of boiling water and sipped it in small sips.

I wanted to watch TV, but thinking that my son was asleep in the room, I had to forget it.

I found the phone from the shoe cabinet, only to find that the battery was dead, only 5%.

I searched around the room, but couldn't find the charger.

The door of the study room, this time he didn't barge in as rashly as last time, he knocked on the door very politely.

Knock Knock

Come in.

Hearing the shout from inside, he opened the door.

Sure enough, the charger was being charged by someone, and one could see the data cable connected to the laptop on the desk at a glance.

Taking a closer look, someone was typing on the keyboard, so he must not be in a meeting.

Is your phone fully charged? Charge it up for me. He said.

Hearing this, the man sitting behind the desk glanced at the phone screen:

It's almost there, bring your phone here.

Su Zhixiao twitched the corners of his lips, but without saying anything, he handed over his mobile phone.

After someone took it, he took off his mobile phone and reconnected his wife's mobile phone.

It was only before ten o'clock, and he couldn't watch TV or play with his mobile phone, so Su Zhixiao had to stand in front of the bookcase, looking for a book to read to kill time.