Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She was still standing there, staring at him.

I didn't even blink.

Tang Yao squatted and worked flexibly. Fu ran thought it was incredible, because in her memory, Tang Yao was a childe. When did she learn such skills?

But he helped her reinstall the glass in half an hour. There was still wind and rain outside, but the villa was safe.

Tang Yao finished his last work with light hands and feet and looked at the villa. "I'll clean it and you'll have a rest."

He added: "go and accompany Yaoyao. The little girl is delicate."

Fu ran looked at him and said slowly, "Nianchen took her back to her room to sleep."

Tang Yao thought of his son holding his little daughter, and couldn't help smiling slightly.

But this point, how could he let her do rough work, so he picked her up and put her on the sofa: "if you must accompany me, just sit here and watch TV, I'll do it."

Fu ran still wanted to move, but Tang Yao looked at her with deep eyes: "Fu ran, be obedient."

She looked at him and put her feet back on the sofa for a long time. Tang Yao went upstairs and found her a clean little blanket to cover it.

He cleaned up late at night alone.

In Fu Ran's impression, he has never done such a thing, but Tang Yao is skilled and young, so he is still handy.

Fu ran leaned half on the sofa, watching TV, a little sleepy.

Later, Tang Yao magically turned out a plate of small snacks, which were still hot and let her eat them.

Fu ran held on for a while and fell asleep.

Late at night, Tang Yao cleaned the villa for three or four hours, washed more than 20 mops, and finally cleaned the villa.

He turned on the heater to dry the water stains, turned on the exhaust and sprayed the freshener.

The interior is as new as new, and the earlier desolation has long disappeared.

He stood alone in the hall, watching quietly.

Nianchen and Yaoyao fell asleep safely upstairs. He went to cover the quilt.

Fu ran fell asleep on the sofa, holding a small snack made by him. She hung her head and her long hair blocked her face.

Her hair seems to grow a lot longer.

Tang Yao smiled gently, reached out and picked up a snack to eat, then sat next to her and gently stroked her hair.

Fu ran seems to have raised some meat these days. His small face is thin and white. It's very comfortable to hold it.

His heart was soft and he bowed his head and kissed her.

Fu ran woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he enlarged his face. She was a little surprised and more frightened.

"Tang Yao?" Sit up and move back.

But he pressed her shoulder and said softly, "a kiss as a reward."

She opened her eyes and looked around. She couldn't say no.

At this time, it was close to 4 a.m. and the wind and rain outside could be heard. Originally, she was afraid, but now the villa was as warm as spring.

She can't refuse this man.

Tang Yao leaned over and kissed her lips. He just kissed her and loosened it after a while.

With his forehead against his forehead, he said low, "I'll hold you upstairs."

She said well, pursed her lips, couldn't say a word, and forgot that they were not husband and wife. In fact, she could refuse such intimacy.

Tang Yao reached out and hugged her. The princess hugged her and walked upstairs step by step.

She quietly hugged his neck and buried her face in his heart, "Tang Yao, I'm a little afraid."

He smiled. His heart was soft and desolate. He kissed her on the forehead and whispered, "don't worry, I won't force you, huh?"