Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Go away." She hit him with a pillow.

Tang Yao smiled softly, got up, rubbed her hair and left.

Fu ran sat on the bed alone, still itching. She took a pen and electricity and adjusted a table at will.

Look, I'm a little sleepy.

In particular, the voices of Tang Yao and Nianchen came downstairs, as well as the occasional voice of Yao Yao. She was a little relieved.

Close your eyes, vaguely, it seems to go back to the past——

Back when she gave birth to Yao Yao, Tang Yao was very kind to her at that time.

The corners of Fu Ran's mouth rose slightly in his sleep.

The later the day, the night took away the last sunset. The master bedroom was dark. Only the computer screen was still shining and the plot was going on.

Fu Ran is wearing headphones, his head tilted aside and sleeps a little heavy.

She was really tired out this afternoon.

When Tang Yao came in, he saw such a picture. She was tilted at the head of the bed. The pen in front of her was playing a movie. The light and shadow hit her face, making her look particularly soft.

And he always liked her soft, and couldn't help looking at the door for a while.

After a long time, when he was going to turn off the laptop for her, his eyes stopped, and then he looked at Fu ran in surprise.

She's looking at this?

The picture is white. Although there is no sound, the scene is intense.

A man and a woman, hotel rooms

Tang Yao enjoyed it silently for a minute, but Fu ran still didn't wake up.

He turned the volume of his notebook to the maximum while taking off her headphones——

Suddenly, the master bedroom was full of sounds that male and female would make at a certain time. Of course, Fu ran woke up at once.

She opened her misty eyes, some unclear situation, and was frightened by the uh huh sound.

Look again, men and women on the laptop are fighting with goblins, and Tang Yao is smiling in front of them.

Especially in the dark night, he was very close. In the dark night, the pure male breath shrouded her. It seemed that every time she breathed, he keenly caught his pure male breath.

Fu ran opened his eyes, licked his lips and subconsciously explained, "no, it's not what I want to see."

"You usually like this?" President Tang smiled lightly. His slender fingers fell gently on the laptop and made a fork.

The sound disappeared and the picture disappeared. Fu ran thought it should be much easier, but it didn't. instead, everything became sharper. Every cell of her could capture his existence.

In the dark, like a shadow.

She opened her eyes wide and swallowed her saliva: "why haven't you left yet?"

Tang Yao was careless and asked her other questions: "do you... Do you want to treat this? Why don't you come to me? "

"Treat what?" She stammered and was a little hairy in a moment: "I didn't open it just now."

"Did the notebook open itself?" He chuckled and pinched her little face with his fingers: "they are all adults and can understand."

Then he deceived me again.

Fu ran bit her lip and stared at him, "I didn't."

"You see." He said with certainty, then attached to her ear: "if you feel it, come to me, huh?"

The voice was lower: "on call."

After that, he touched her hot ears: "don't be embarrassed. After all... I'm the only one you've had a relationship with."

[updated at 6:00, there's still 5:00 today ~ ~]