Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu ran looked at him.

Tang Yao grabbed her little face and kissed her: "is it cold?"

"OK." Her chin rested on his shoulder and her arm hugged his waist.

The wind was strong and cold, but his body was warm and reassuring.

Fu ran stuck it in his arms. "Shall we go home?"

"Leave me overnight, huh?" He turned to his side and wanted to see her face, but Fu ran buried his face and wouldn't let him see it. Tang Yao laughed and reached out to hold her down the mountain.

Fu ran quickly hugged his neck and said, "you put me down so far."

"I'll hold you. I can't bear to let you go." He smiled and kissed her on the lips, so the princess hugged her down the mountain.

Fortunately, it was not difficult to walk on flat roads, but he always held an adult in his arms for 20 or 30 minutes. When he got to the foot of the mountain, Tang Yao still breathed gently: "I'm dead."

Fu ran groaned softly, "obviously you want to hold it and complain."

And whispered, "you're old." He dared to look at him with an ambiguous look.

Tang Yao stared at her and tugged at her ear: "I really have no conscience. I spent so much effort to hold you down. Even if you don't thank me, I said I asked for it!"

"I didn't say that. You said it yourself!" Fu ran hugged him and said, "no more."

It was rare for her to cover his mouth and not let him speak, as she did when she returned to the little girl.

Tang Yao smiled and said a few words. She didn't bite and loosen her hand. He gently bit it in the palm of her heart.

At that moment, it was like chewing on the tip of her heart. She trembled gently and looked at him, "Tang Yao?"

"Beautiful you." He laughed, opened the door and let her in. He sat on the other side.

Fu ran was stopped by him when she wanted to fasten her seat belt. She raised her eyes and was frightened by the eagerness in his eyes.

His fingers stroked her lips and his voice was low: "I'm not going back tonight. I'll book a room, huh?"

Fu ran trembled again and looked at him: "but Nianchen and Yaoyao..."

"Yao Yao can drink milk." Tang Yao interrupted her, "just one night. Maybe we'll have to have such a night three years later."

He will be very busy. Going to France may be a day or two. He has to take care of his children. It is impossible to take her out all night like this.

His fingers scraped her little face with pity and a touch of jade hope.

Fu ran blushed. "Can you stop thinking about this all day?"

"What do you make me think, huh?" Tang Yao chuckled, "men will think, and..."

He simply stretched out his hand to hold her and put her on his leg. With one hand, he held her sharp chin: "men can't resist you."

He rubbed it and pressed it.

Her back is against the steering wheel, and in front of her is Tang Yao's hungry kiss

Fu ran couldn't bear it. Don't make a small face. "Didn't he have it in the afternoon?"

The sound is very small, like a mosquito.

The man held his waist in his hand and said in a rustling voice, "now I think again. I'll book a room, huh?"

While talking, he sucked her lips and seduced her with a heart.

Fu Ran is a very cold person. His heart is still dangling. He hangs his eyes and says, "No."

He smiled low and kissed her again: "duplicity."

Bear to let go of her and fasten her seat belt.

Fu ran bit her lip: "I really don't want it."