Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei suddenly wanted to cry.

Probably too happy.

Tang Yao looked at her again. He didn't say anything this time. He just bowed his head to work.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Yao raised his hand and looked at the table below. Then he took Mo Xiaobei out to make a simple shape and went to a GM hotel together.

Ole's reception was held in the hall on the first floor, which was beautifully decorated. When Tang Yao passed, Fu ran was standing next to Mr. Rochester with a smile on his face.

This is a strange Fu ran, for Tang Yao.

Because his wife has been so haggard and weak recently, but now she is standing here, shining.

The hall is full of fat and thin, and she is the most dazzling.

A white one shoulder dress simply highlights her good figure. Her beautiful brown curly hair is pulled up at will, and two Pearl Earrings fall on her ears, especially women.

Tang Yao suddenly found that if his wife left him, there were a lot of men pursuing him.

Just as at the moment, the man named Rochester put his palm on Fu Ran's waist.

That's his wife!

Tang Yao's head became hot——

In particular, Fu ran not only didn't push away the Yellow haired monkey, but smiled at the monkey.

His head went haywire with a bang.

In the hall, there are still melodious music, fine wine, delicious food and shuttle luxurious dresses——

But in Tang Yao's eyes, only his wife was held in his arms by the Yellow haired monkey and danced!

He rarely had such impulse. Regardless of his face and his relationship with her at this time, he rushed to pull them apart. His hand held Fu Ran's wrist and his face was blue: "go back with me."

Fu Ran's skirt danced in the air, like a very beautiful circle.

She looked at him quietly. First, she smiled and apologized to Mr. Rochester. Then she looked at Tang Yao: "Mr. Tang, I'm the representative of Ido now."

Tang Yao tightened his hand and looked at the woman in front of him.

She is his wife, she is Fu ran, but she said she is the representative of IDO. She told him in such a strange and calm voice... Without a trace of personal emotion.

How can we have such peace?

Tang Yao's voice was cold: "you can cooperate with Ole, but you don't have to dance."

Fu ran lowered his eyes: "Mr. Tang, I'm not your property."

A sentence aroused his anger. He stared at her and stepped back, "Fu ran, you have no heart."

He knew that he was like a child without candy. Such an occasion was really not suitable for husband and wife to quarrel.

But he was impulsive.

The more impulsive he was, the calmer Fu ran became. She just whispered, "maybe!"

Tang Yao smiled sadly.

His eyes finally looked at Fu ran and left.

Mo Xiaobei was still standing, somewhat at a loss.

She looked at Fu ran, looked at Tang Yao's direction and whispered, "he had a car accident last night. His brain was probably hit. Don't mind Ranran."

Fu ran smiled faintly.

Mo Xiaobei squeezed out a smile and chased Tang Yao.

Her cousin is now as vulnerable as a woman, and her little heart needs comfort.

However, Mo Xiaobei was pleased. At last, he restrained his embarrassment to Fu ran.

She followed Tang Yao like a small tail.

He gets in the car and she gets in the car.

He went to the bar for a drink, and she followed.

Tang Yao completely poured out his worries with wine. When he was five minutes drunk, he lowered his eyes and asked softly, "do I deserve it?"