Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Ridiculous all night.

When she woke up, Fu ran was lying on the sofa and her pajamas were left on the floor by him.

She lay on her stomach and asked softly, "is that enough?"

Tang Yao leaned over and gasped, calmed down, and stretched out his hand to caress her delicate back: "it hurts?"

Fu ran sneered: "can Tang always stop when I say pain?"

She struggled to get up, took her pajamas, reluctantly put them on, and silently walked upstairs.

She was tired, but she didn't want to stay with him.

Besides, it's childish to cut your wrist again.

At this time, the day is bright.

Tang Yao was crazy all night, but his heart was extremely empty. Even his sweat was cold.

He sat up to smoke and his eyes fell inadvertently on the sofa.

There is a small pool of blood there.

Is it Fu ran?

He frowned and touched his hand gently.

When he remembered that he wanted her, she didn't cry, she just bit her pillow... Her face was full of forbearance.

For her, the Lord only tortured her.

Tang Yao thought to himself that he used to be rude to her, and there would be feelings behind her, but now she doesn't.

The words "sex is cold and light" hit him heavily.

He didn't care because he thought she was only temporary, but she has been like this several times.

Tang Yao had to care.

He reached for his cigarette and slowly got up and went upstairs.

Fu ran locked the door. He probably didn't want to see him.

Tang Yao stood outside the door and knocked on the door. His voice was low: "Fu ran, open the door. I know you didn't sleep."

There was no sound inside.

Instead of knocking again, he took the key and opened the door.

To his surprise, Fu ran fell asleep and was very heavy.

She lay quietly, her whole body was stained with his breath, with a touch of mellow wine.

Somehow, Tang Yao's heart calmed down, turned to get the ointment, sat by the bed, gently opened the quilt and carefully examined her wound.

Fu ran woke up and stared at the ceiling: "what do you want to do?"

"You're hurt. I'll put some medicine on you." Tang Yao's voice was a little low, and then looked at her: "how did you sleep with such pain?"

Fu Ran's face was buried in the pillow and asked him to take medicine.

He was surprised that she was so good. When he saw her after taking the medicine, he found that she fell asleep again.

With a flash of eyes, I saw the sleeping pills at the head of the bed and felt a chill in my heart. Only then did I understand why she could sleep.

Staring at the medicine calmly, after five seconds, Tang Yao poured out the bottle of sleeping medicine like a nervous man and counted it carefully.

Good fifty.

None of them moved.

Fu Ran's voice came: "I didn't eat, I'm just too tired. Tang Yao, I have no strength to pester you... You let me sleep for a while. "

She was probably too tired. She didn't sleep well for many days. In this way, she fell asleep again without pulling her clothes and covering her quilt.

He should have been angry, but Tang Yao's heart was sour and painful, and he couldn't tell the taste.

She was forced here by him. In fact, if he loved her, he should let go, but he didn't give up.

He still loves her.

Although this love is not as good as a dog shit in her eyes.

Tang Yao lay down gently and was hugged by others.

Only when Fu Ran is asleep can he get close to her like this. Even when she is awake, her eyes are strange.

He also hurts. Tang Yao is not invulnerable