Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Yao's eyes flashed indifference. "I really want Lin Qian to see you now. Are you waiting for me to come to you?"

His eyes looked around her and looked at her in a way that looked at inferior women.

He leaned close to her and whispered in her ear, "Fu ran, Mrs. Tang, don't overestimate yourself. How did you get into my bed when you married me? You think you are much more noble than Shen Wan, but you forget that she was still valuable at that time, and you let me sleep for free. That night, you shouted more than a woman. Did you forget? Or has Mrs. Tang really regarded herself as Sanzhen jiulie after several years? "

Fu Ran's blood almost coagulated all over his body.

She was wrong.

She thought she could break up with him peacefully. She thought he had nothing else but to deal with the Fu family.

She now understood that he did all this and forced her to return to the Tang family to be his prostitute and daughter!

Yes, that's the kind of woman he can vent.

The only additional function is to give birth to his child.

Fu ran thought it was ridiculous. The men she liked for so long when she was young turned out to be just a dream.

She also thought he loved her. In fact, his love was just a man's love and a woman's love.

What he said about love was just that he was interested in sleeping with her.

This is love, this is her marriage.

He said he didn't love Shen Wan because now he was not interested in sleeping with Shen Wan. He lost interest in a woman who was too active. She suddenly thought that he was good to her since she wanted to leave him

Fu Ran's back was covered with hot sweat.

In just one minute, she seemed to have finished their absurd marriage for several years.

If you don't love him, destroy it.

She finally understood what he thought.

Fu ran lightly closed his eyes and his voice trembled: "Tang Yao, you just enjoy the feeling that I love you, but I won't. You can force my body, you can't force me to love you."

She almost tore her heart: "I will never love you again."

"Really?" Tang Yao suddenly released her: "then we'll add one bet."

He began word by word: "if one day you come back and beg me, in my office, in front of Shen Wan, say you love me, climb onto my bed and peel yourself off."

He pinched her chin: "one step can't be less, okay, huh?"

Then he loosened her and straightened his clothes. "I'll go and see Yaoyao. You can also tidy it up. Don't let outsiders see jokes."

He opened the door and went out. Fu Ran's leg softened and fell to the ground.

She hid her face.

She didn't want to cry, but tears still flowed from her fingers.

She told herself that she would not give in.

Anyway, she won't do as Tang Yao said, absolutely not.

Fu ran didn't go out again because she didn't want to see Tang Yao, not at all, not for a second.

All my life, I don't want to!

About half an hour later, Qiqi came to knock on the door and carefully said that Tang Yao had left, and Fu ran came out.

Her eyes were red and silent for a long time.

Qiqi was also very sad. She took Lafu Ran's hand and asked in a small voice, "Ranran, is there really no room for recovery? Before I went to your house, you were so close. Would you... Think about it again? "

Fu dye shook his head: "I don't think about it. People have been thinking about it for decades. How can they have so much time to think about it?"

[five point update ~]