Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

When Fu ran woke up, Tang Yao was still on her bed, staring at her.

Fu ran stagnated for a moment and remembered, but he fell down again because his leg was too painful.

Tang Yao went sideways and put his hand around her. His voice was a little nervous: "does it still hurt?"

Fu ran pushed him away. "Go away."

She endured the pain, but after only two steps, she was stopped by him, hugged back and put it flat on the big bed.

As long as she remembered, he pressed her, and she had no strength after several times.

Tang Yao put his hands on both sides of her body and gasped slightly: "isn't it good to be good?"

"What else do you want?" Fu Ran's eyes were red. "You've tried to be a beast jade. What else do you want?"

Tang Yao's heart seemed to have been soaked. It was very wet, and it seemed to have been pierced by some nail. It hurt.

He stared at her eyes, and his eyes were red: "Fu ran, in your heart, I'm a man who can show off animal jade, right?"

Fu ran didn't move. "Isn't it?"

Tang Yao rubbed his snow-white teeth: "very good!"

After finishing his body down, Fu ran shook a few times, "Tang Yao, what do you want to do?"

Tang Yao fell, but his voice was small: "let me see your injury."

She was so angry that she stretched out her foot and kicked him.

He caught her, but he was not angry. Instead, he grinned at her.

It seems that her anger at him is the happiest thing.

Tang Yao said, "Fu ran, you're angry. You kick me more. The heavier the kick, the better."

He took her foot, bowed his head and kissed it excitedly, kissed it hard and made a sound.

Such a gesture was unbearable. Fu ran couldn't pull back his feet. It hurt when he took it.

Don't open her face. She didn't want to see the extravagant picture. She said softly, "Tang Yao, let's separate."

He stopped and looked at her quietly. After a while, he squeezed out a faint smile: "Fu ran, I let you because I still love you. You know I don't want you to hurt myself, but..."

He leaned over and pinched her chin. "Don't challenge my limits, will you?"

Staring into her eyes: "don't deal with that Rochester again, or I'll destroy him. You should know that in this land, as long as I want him."

Fu Ran's eyes widened.

Tang Yao pinched her chin: "if you don't believe it, let's try."

He then put another layer of Medicine on her.

After wiping, he thought: "we are husband and wife. Some things are inevitable. I don't want to hurt you. Besides..."

He leaned to her ear. "Isn't it better for both sides to feel?"

Fu ran did not move. "What do you want to say?"

"I asked Anna to contact a psychologist and I'll go with you, huh?" Tang Yao nibbled on her ear.

Fu ran sat up and gathered up his pajamas. "I don't want to go."

"Obedient, huh?" He pinched her face with an expression that could not be refused.

Fu ran looked up at him and found that his attitude had changed.

From blindly obedience to threat again.

Tang Yao went downstairs, made breakfast and brought it up again.

Fu ran carries his back and is obviously alienated.

Tang Yao walked around, put the tray at the head of the bed, sat by the bed and reached out to touch Fu Ran's shoulder: "get up and have breakfast."

She was so thin that his servants couldn't take good care of him, so he took care of him himself.

Fu ran couldn't bear it. He immediately sat up and looked at him: "Tang Yao, what do you want to do? I'll tell you I won't see a doctor."