Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

So, when did this little brat get in?

Also, that hair should be cut, it's very stinging.

To say that before, he was only a little sober, but now, he is fully sober.

Looking at the sleeping mother beside her, the corners of her mouth curled up in satisfaction.

Get up and get out of bed.

Not long after the man went out, the woman on the bed also woke up.

Putting the precious son in his arms aside, kissed again, and then got out of bed.

Damn the biological clock, no matter how tired the night before, it always wakes up at the right time.

It's just that as soon as he stepped on the ground, he completely felt the soreness all over his body.

Especially the back and thighs, I almost couldn't lift them up.

He took a few deep breaths, moved and moved, and finally moved to the wall.

He supported the wall and walked a few more steps before finally getting used to it.

As soon as I looked up, I saw the man standing at the door watching with a half-smile, and I don't know when he was standing there.

With a swishing look, the knife immediately shot at the man without any money.

cough.

Where are you going?

Guilty.

bath!

OK!

After responding, the man stepped into the room in two steps, took another nightgown from the closet, and didn't need to say anything, he picked the woman up and walked towards the bathroom outside.

When we arrived, we actively asked:

Do you need help?

The woman gritted her teeth, and stared quickly:

Get out!

Cursed angrily.

Don't scold, I really don't know how to vent my sulking.

Obviously, the man wasn't angry because of this, on the contrary, he enjoyed it quite a bit.

You didn't let your man go away last night. Why, you don't recognize people when you put on your pants?

Hiss~

The fist is hard!

Probably because of hindsight, my wife seems to be really angry:

Cough, get out now.

The movement is extremely quick.

He also kindly helped to close the door.

Su Zhixiao is not angry at this moment, let alone not angry.

I can only grit my teeth secretly: Stinky man, wait!

In the living room, the man is really busy.

Early in the morning, there were constant phone calls, and urgent emails were sent one after another.

Sitting on the sofa, while talking on the phone with his subordinates, there is a laptop on his lap, and he is operating the keyboard with one hand.

But in the room, the little boy on the big bed finally woke up again.

Finding that mom and dad were not there, she got out of bed with bare feet and ran out:

Dad, where's Mom?

The man glanced at his son before hanging up the phone:

Go put on your shoes.

The child reluctantly went back to the room and put on his little slippers.

When I came out again, I didn’t need to ask anymore, and ran directly to the bathroom door:

Mom, mom, mom!

The sound of water stopped:

Let your father buy what you want to eat, and your mother will come out in a while.

The children are not so impatient when they hear their mother's voice:

Okay, Porridge understands.

Then he ran back to the sofa in the living room and stood in front of his father:

Dad, I'm hungry!

It's so majestic and high-spirited, and it's a matter of course.

His dad sneered:

If you're hungry, figure out your own way.

I'm not used to it.

But, the little guy doesn't:

Dad, what Mom just said, let Dad buy whatever porridge you want.

Tut tut.

The man finally closed the notebook and threw it on the coffee table in front of him.

Seeing this, the little guy was stunned for a moment, and stepped back in fear.

I thought: Dad doesn't want to beat up other people's little ass, does he?

That's not true.

He picked up his phone again and dialed out:

Buy some breakfast and bring it up.

Yes, Second Young Master.