Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

After Tang Yao left the hospital, he didn't go home immediately, but sat in the car and smoked quietly.

He played a song that Xiao Bei secretly recommended to him.

Need company.

Xiao Bei said that the episode of the recent fire movie is very interesting. It sounds interesting.

Tang Yao listened and suddenly felt that he really needed company.

He is a little lonely.

He thought of his best time with Fu ran. Fu ran said to him, Tang Yao, let's have another child sometime.

At that time, she loved him most.

It's also the best time for him to treat her.

Tang Yao thought he couldn't settle accounts. He managed Tang brick very well.

But his marriage was a mess.

He loves Fu ran, but his overbearing love also forces Fu ran to a dead end.

If he could spoil her, ignore the consequences and buy Fu, then everything would not happen.

Tang brick is always from the Tang family. It will take him five years to recover the loss.

But Fu ran can't save it all her life.

Tang Yao closed his eyes slightly and thought a lot

He wants her, wants her side, but he also wants her to be good.

When he drove back, it was already 6 p.m. when the lights were on, the streets of H city were like a long golden dragon.

Go back to the villa and ask where the servant's wife is.

"My wife has been upstairs without coming down." The servant whispered, "Sir, will you have dinner later or now?"

Tang Yao paused, "wait a minute! If nothing, I'll give you a day off tonight. "

The servant hesitated and dared not leave.

Tang Yao knew her scruples and smiled faintly: "nothing, I just want to accompany Fu ran."

The servant retreated.

Tang Yao stood in the hall for a long time before he went upstairs.

Fu Ran is upstairs. Recently, she likes to lie on the terrace and concentrate.

Tang Yao walked over and hugged her from behind. His thin lips stuck to her ears and whispered, "what are you thinking?"

Fu ran wants to turn around, but he gently presses her down and doesn't let her see his face.

Fu ran didn't struggle any more, but just smiled: "look at the night outside."

Tang Yao's heart hurt. For a long time, he whispered, "you..."

He didn't say it, but changed a relaxed tone: "are you hungry? Go downstairs for dinner."

Then he let her go and took the lead in going out.

Fu ran turned his head and looked at his back. He always felt that he was a little different.

After a while, she followed downstairs. Tang Yao had arranged the restaurant, and there was even a red rose in the middle of the table.

Tang Yao sat there and said quietly, "I cut it in the garden outside."

Fu ran smiled: "it's very beautiful."

Tang Yao did not speak any more, but looked at her deeply.

"Eat." Fu ran sat down and ate silently.

Tang Yao opened a red wine and poured Fu ran a small glass.

She looked up at him and silently refused.

"Just have a drink." His face was calm and smiled warmly at her: "don't worry, I won't get you drunk or myself drunk."

Because he will hurt her when drunk, and no one cares about him when drunk.

Tang Yao was full of bitterness and inexpressible taste.

Fu ran sipped his lips and took a sip.

Tang Yao looked at her and suddenly said, "Fu ran, do you hate me in your heart?"

She clenched the cup in her hand and her eyes were a little empty.

Tang Yao smiled hard: "it's normal to hate me."