Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu ran looked up at him.

Tang Yao has tightened his arms and danced with her to the music

Slowly, Fu Ran's eyes were wet, because she heard the song, which was let off the night of their engagement. At that time, he danced with her like this. At that time, he told her, "Fu ran, since he chose this road, he will go on, even if he kneels down."

So many years passed in her mind like a shadow, and Fu ran burst into tears.

At this moment, she seems to have changed back to the little girl seven years ago, to the little girl who only likes Tang Yao and likes him crazy.

She didn't want him to see her tears. Her face was buried in his shoulder and put her hand around his neck. Her whole body was close to him, and her voice was trembling: "Tang Yao."

His hand pressed on her back. "Why are you crying?"

She shook her head desperately, "I don't want to cry, really."

She stood on tiptoe and hugged him desperately. She refused to jump again. She lay on his shoulder like a little girl and cried.

At this time, she realized that she was going to separate from the man who had loved him for many years. As Xiao Bei said, there would be a lot of little girls jumping forward and following

She hugged him with a choking voice: "Tang Yao, every time I want to shake and want to stay, I will think of Shen Wan and Xu Nan. I can't stay."

She can be with him and do with him, but she doesn't really accept him in her heart.

Does he understand such a mood?

She looked up at him with tearful eyes, especially in the candlelight.

Tang Yao stretched out his hand and gently brushed away the tears from the corners of her eyes. His voice was hoarse: "Why are you crying again?"

He paused and said, "Ranran, I understand your mood."

He held her in his arms, hugged her with great treasure, and then said softly, "if you want to go to Paris, I will go to see you and the children."

Fu ran lay on his shoulder and gently called his name: "Tang Yao..."

He smiled: "how can I go to see Xiaobei and pass on Xiaobei's temperament? I'm so spoiled?"

She kept silent for a long time before she said, "I'm a little hungry."

Tang Yao smiled, "it's my fault."

He wanted someone to turn on the light, but Fu ran stopped him. "Don't turn it on, it will be dazzling."

He knew it was because her eyes were still red and didn't want others to see, so he didn't insist.

It doesn't matter what you ate for dinner. What matters is that you haven't had a wet mood for a long time.

Sour and astringent, and some sad.

After eating and going out, it was already eight o'clock. Tang Yao took her hand and smiled: "do you want to set off fireworks?"

Their husband and wife have been in love for several years. In fact, they rarely look like real love. The only time they set off fireworks for her was for Xiaobei, so he wanted to give her a night before she went to France, which only belongs to Fu Ran's night.

Fu ran looks at him.

He went to the car and opened the trunk. There were a lot of fireworks in the back.

"Go to the suburbs." He whispered and then picked her up.

Fu ran screamed and gasped as he sat down: "Tang Yao, you're crazy. People will see you."

And she is not a little girl in her early twenties. She will be laughed at.

Tang Yao fastened her seat belt and smiled faintly: "it doesn't matter if you see it. You're still my little girl."

Fu ran was stunned. For a long time, she asked him softly, "Tang Yao, would you like me if you went back to the past?"