Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Yao's mood was very complex and his head was dizzy. He didn't even know how he drove to her villa in the rainstorm. He only knew that the front of the car was hit by a fallen tree, which seemed to be a pit.

When the car stopped in front of the villa, he jumped out of the car and ran towards the villa, but he was still wet.

Tang Yao didn't care. He walked quickly into the hall. The hall was like a typhoon. There were falling leaves and some dead branches everywhere. The wind kept pouring in from the window.

He regretted why he left. He had a quarrel with Fu ran. He should have a thick skin.

Tang Yao hurried upstairs. There was no good upstairs. There was water everywhere.

He pursed his lips tightly, and his previous drunkenness suddenly disappeared, calling Fu Ran's name.

The wind and rain were so loud that they drowned his voice. Tang Yao had no way but to find it room by room.

Yaoyao is not in the nursery, nor is Nianchen's room. Finally, he opens the master bedroom. Fu ran and the children are not in.

He reached for his cell phone and quickly dialed Fu Ran's phone. The phone was turned off.

He immediately threw down his cell phone and walked towards the study. He opened the door. The neat three were inside.

Yaoyao is crying, while Fu ran holds her and coaxes her. With a tired face, Nianchen teases Yaoyao to be happy.

Tang Yao walked in and Fu ran was stunned, "there was a power failure just now, so I'm afraid..."

She was incoherent: 'are you really here?'

Tang Yao looked at her and waved his hand: "otherwise? Phantom? "

He reaches out to take Yaoyao and let her rest, but Fu ran smells the wine on him.

She stared at him, "did you drink?"

Tang Yao smiled.

Then she saw the suspicious white stain on his palm.

She is not a little girl. She was stunned and guessed that it was a god horse!

Fu ran was shocked and looked at him all the time.

Tang Yao touched his nose. "Men are like this."

"You wash your hands." Fu ran seems to be recovered. His expression is not as helpless as before.

He also reached out and patted him hard. He was very dissatisfied.

Tang Yao still went, but Fu ran followed in.

When the bathroom door closed, she leaned her back against the door panel and asked softly, "did you drive here yourself?"

In fact, she knows, because what is parked downstairs is his usual car. If it is the driver, it will be a black RV.

Tang Yao washed his hands and said softly, "I don't trust you, so I don't think so much."

After that, Fu ran came over and slapped him in the face. His voice was depressed: "have you thought about the consequences?"

Drunk driving, and there's a level 10 gust outside.

Doesn't he want to live?

Fu ran stared at him with tears in her eyes, but she didn't let it fall.

Tang Yao's heart was a little chaotic, complicated and joyful.

Holding her face in both hands, he gently rubbed her eyelids with his fingers and stared at her deeply: "Ranran, you care about me and are afraid of something wrong with me, don't you?"

She still stared at him, "don't touch me with your dirty hands!"

He smiled in a calm voice and leaned close to her ear: "you won't let me touch other women. I don't want to touch them. Can't you solve it by yourself after drinking wine, Miss Fu? You're a little wide, huh?"

Fu ran blushed and pushed him away: "don't do this!"

He smiled, "which set? Let's try? "