Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu Ran's eyes were straight: "do you want to be his luggage?"

"No." Mo Xiaobei's voice was like a little sheep again: "I think it's very boring. Waiting at home every day is as boring as rice worms."

Fu ran nodded, "too!"

She took out the car key. "I drove here. Take my car and have dinner at my house tonight. Tang Yao came back from a business trip last night."

Referring to Tang Yao, Mo Xiaobei remembered and asked carefully, "how did you get married with him?"

Fu ran smiled, opened the door and sat in. After Xiaobei also sat in, she turned her head sideways: "I seduced him and put him to sleep. By the way, there was a department flower named Shen Wan in the school who used to be his junior, and the child was run away by me."

She spoke plainly, but Mo Xiaobei heard a burst of blood inch fishy wind and wrinkled his nose: "Ranran, you are cruel!"

Fu ran was stunned.

She wondered if it was too fast to show this. After all, Xiaobei lost his memory. Is it unacceptable?

But when she thought like this, Mo Xiaobei said again, "but you did a good job! Dare to do this again until she can't get pregnant. "

Fu Ran's expression was indescribable. He started the car and sighed softly: "Xiaobei, you really haven't changed at all."

Mo Xiaobei showed his white teeth: "next time she dares to be a demon, I'll beat her for you."

Fu ran smiled, but there was a glimmer of water in his eyes.

Xiao Bei, I didn't divorce according to your words, but I've been lonely this year.

But now, you're back.

It's the same Xiaobei, the same formula and the same taste.

The car drove for an hour to the villa where Fu ran and Tang Yao lived. It was noon at this time. Tang Yao didn't go to the company because he came back from a business trip last night. He chose to accompany his little daughter Yao at home.

Fu ran went out to work only two or three months after giving birth to a child. Tang Yao was very dissatisfied, but he had no way. Although Fu ran did not divorce him, he had little common language. He occasionally called her a strong woman because of dissatisfaction. She just laughed and had no meaning of communication.

But in front of outsiders, Fu ran gave him face. Of course, Tang Yao also gave Mrs. Tang face.

When the car stopped, Fu ran took Xiaobei into the hall. Tang Yao probably heard the sound of the car engine. He sat upstairs and walked down lazily. There was a kind of home leisure between his eyebrows, but it was not against him.

When he saw Xiao Bei, he paused and smiled: "Xiao Bei is back."

He was not surprised at all, as if Mo Xiaobei had been around all the time.

But when Mo Xiaobei looked at it, his eyes were hot, "brother Tang Yao."

Tang Yao quickly took a few steps down, reached out and rubbed her little head, "let me see."

He looked carefully, took off her hat, touched her hair and smiled reassuringly: "there's still hair at last."

Mo Xiaobei smiled, "is Grandpa okay?"

"Everything is very good! Your father is fine, too. " Tang Yao said without any trace, "Shen Ru is gone. Mo Nansheng made up with you before you lost your memory. You probably forgot, so don't look at your enemy next time. She cried several times when you were ill and almost had a miscarriage."

He is Xiaobei's cousin and once loved Xiaobei so much, so it's normal for him to have a short family.