The female supporting role just wants to survive, but the boss insists on falling in love

On the morning of July 22nd, at 9:28, Zhuang Xiao opened his eyes for the second time on the soft mattress, feeling extremely angry: Fuck!

It was replayed again. What did she do wrong to have such a picky husband?

Zhuang Xiao slammed her head against the pillow in frustration, only to find that the touch was wrong; she was actually resting her head on a bare, strong arm.

A big hand accurately covered the top of his head and pressed Zhuang Xiao's head to his chest again; "It's still early."

Tu Yan returned from a business trip abroad last night, along with two truckloads of gifts for Zhuang Xiao. Because the amount of money involved was so huge, his assistant worked all night at the customs, and the import tax paid was over 10 million.

Tu Yan felt comfortable stroking Zhuang Xiao's soft and smooth waist and back lines with satisfaction: Just as he thought, Zhuang Xiao was very happy and couldn't wait to open the gifts and was busy until midnight.

To be precise, it was after Tu Yan took a shower, lit the incense burner on the bedside table... and made all the preparations before going to bed.

Zhuang Xiao was forced to stop the joy of opening gifts because Tu Yan wanted to personally open the best gift in his mind - his lover Zhuang Xiao.

A short separation is better than a new marriage. Faced with his clingy wife, the hardworking boss Tu Yan is reluctant to leave the warm and fragrant bed.

Of course, the above is Tu Yan’s perspective. From Zhuang Xiao’s perspective, it is a completely different story.

Zhuang Xiao was too weak to struggle, she simply didn't understand why Tu Yan was so mad.

A bunch of jewelry and calligraphy were shipped across the ocean for her, and for two hours, Tu Yan watched her unpack the gifts with a satisfied look on his face. Once she showed dissatisfaction, time would go back to that morning, and the gifts that she was slightly dissatisfied with would be changed silently.

That’s right, this is the world of a male-oriented novel about a powerful dragon. Tu Yan, as the protagonist of the novel, possesses a miraculous skill - rolling back the past!

Although Tu Yan and others were unaware of it, Zhuang Xiao, as an outsider, suffered greatly.

With a fussy husband who pursues perfection, once Tu Yan is unhappy, the whole world will be reset to that morning.

In this regard, Zhuang Xiao had reason to suspect that Tu Yan had used all of this trick on her.

What’s even more terrifying is that, who knows who was so smart, these damn gifts were wrapped up in three layers, inside and outside. She even dreamed of opening the gifts last night.

Because of this, when Tu Yan lifted her up, Zhuang Xiao almost couldn't wait to hug his neck, which enabled her to successfully get through the long day.

She couldn't figure out what she had done wrong this morning that she had to do it again before breakfast time.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Xiao looked at the tight and full pectoral muscles in front of him and couldn't help but feel angry.

He opened his mouth, took a big bite, and then immediately kissed the tooth mark he had left soothingly.

Feeling a stinging pain in his chest like a kitten grinding its teeth, Tu Yan hissed softly.

But he didn't move at all, just laughed indulgently, and Zhuang Xiao, who was resting his head on his chest, was shaking slightly.

"I was too strong last night." Tu Yan's sleepy voice came from above his head. His warm breath blew beside Zhuang Xiao's ears, making people unable to help but turn their heads away.

Tu Yan lowered his head and pressed his head closely against Zhuang Xiao's.

The curtains had a very good light-blocking effect, and only at such a close distance could Zhuang Xiao vaguely see Tu Yan's angular face.

The slightly sunken eye sockets and long eyelashes made his dark eyes even more profound, and the tip of his straight nose gently rubbed Zhuang Xiao's face.

After three years of beauty attacks from the same face, Zhuang Xiao has become as steady as an old dog.

As usual, she reached out and held Tu Yan's face, and kissed him affectionately: "Hubby, good morning!"

God knows how embarrassed Zhuang Xiao was the first time she called Tu Yan "husband". She had to go back four times before she could say it out loud. But Tu Yan loved this name so much that she would go back to her when she didn't call him this sweet name anymore. So now Zhuang Xiao has become numb.

Zhuang Xiao did not leave immediately, but observed Tu Yan's reaction.

Soon, Tu Yan gave a clue, "Why did you only kiss the left cheek?"

Zhuang Xiao: Okay, you bastard, is this the reason why you went back today?

"Because I still want to kiss your lips." Zhuang Xiao just wanted to give himself a thumbs up, what a perfect reason.

Tu Yan nodded generously: "I allow it."

As he said this, he closed his eyes comfortably, and raised the corners of his mouth in a restrained manner: Zhuang Xiao loves me too today!

Zhuang Xiao: Convex (艹皿艹)

Under the pressure of Tu Yan, Zhuang Xiao continued with her good morning greetings: first kissing his left cheek, then his right cheek, and finally biting his soft lower lip viciously.

But soon, Tu Yan regained the initiative by pressing the back of her head, eagerly absorbing Zhuang Xiao's sweet breath.

When Zhuang Xiao pulled out his tongue breathlessly, Tu Yan's lower lip unexpectedly had a small cut.

Zhuang Xiao was very proud: I will go to the company later and see how your employees laugh at you!

Tu Yan licked the wound on his lips with his tongue and complained softly: "I've taught you so many times, why can't you learn it?" What a sweet trouble.

Zhuang Xiao couldn't bear it any longer, so he propped up his body with his elbows. The blue quilt slid from his back to his waist. The smooth lines seemed to be pink with flesh and blood, so beautiful that it made people's heart beat faster.

Tu Yan leaned lazily on the soft pillow, admiring his lover. Only he knew how charming the delicate and fair skin in front of him was. Every time, his hands seemed to be firmly sucked and unable to leave.

Zhuang Xiao picked up Tu Yan's pajamas that had been placed beside the bed, buttoned a few buttons, quickly put on his underwear, and went to the bathroom with his thighs bare.

Zhuang Xiao closed the door and looked in the mirror. His face was already dark. He cursed "shameless" and shamelessly pulled at the hem of his oversized pajamas - these were Tu Yan's pajamas.

This was a habit Tu Yan had acquired by chance after marriage. He particularly liked Zhuang Xiao to wear his clothes. Although he remained calm on the surface, once this link was missing in the morning, Tu Yan would definitely go back and do it again.

There was a knock on the bathroom door, and Tu Yan's clear voice came, "Wife, do you need help..."

"No!" Without waiting for Tu Yan to finish, Zhuang Xiao refused mercilessly.

Zhuang Xiao swore that he could hear excitement in Tu Yan's tone! Although Tu Yan's hands were warm and his service was very attentive, he didn't need to eat breakfast if he was allowed to come in.

After a simple rinse, Zhuang Xiao sat in front of the dressing mirror and applied face cream. The maid knocked on the bedroom door and after getting permission, she poked her head in: "Madam, breakfast is ready. The gentleman is waiting for you to have breakfast together."

Zhuang Xiao nodded, "Got it, right away!"

After the other person left, she rolled her eyes at the mirror and couldn't help complaining, "Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry me up every day. I'm not a three-year-old child who has to have someone accompany me for dinner."

When I walked into the restaurant, Tu Yan was already sitting at the dining table, reading a financial newspaper.

Hearing the footsteps coming down the stairs, Tu Yan quickly closed the newspaper, stood up, and gentlemanly pulled out the nearest chair for him.

The two of them sat very close to each other at the huge dining table. While sharing breakfast together, Tu Yan spoke of his latest project in a reserved tone, his eyes following Zhuang Xiao closely.

Zhuang Xiao received the signal accurately, and while drinking milk he did not forget to praise him: "Tu Tu is so great!" Tu Tu was the nickname Zhuang Xiao deliberately gave him.

The only difference is that her name is Big-eared Tutu, and he is Small-eared Tutu.

It took Tu Yan a long time to reluctantly accept this "nickname".

Tu Yan: There is no other way. I can only indulge my wife’s little thoughts.