Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"How could it be me?" Fu ran hummed softly, "I'm very traditional."

Tang Yao glanced at her: "I won't talk about you and Lin Qian. Take the last time you designed Fu Ying. You deliberately gave her a chance to come to our house. Do you want her to sleep with me?"

As he spoke, he got angry and put his hand on her face. It's not so gentle.

Fu rantong shouted, "Tang Yao, it hurts... It hurts..."

He smiled and took back his hand: "look, you call like a place. You didn't call like this for the first time."

She blushed and stared at him: "you'd better talk about Fu Ying!"

After Tang Yao flirted, he was in a much better mood and smiled: "fortunately, I have enough concentration."

Fu ran bah for a moment, "how could you have Shen Wan before you had enough concentration?"

There was a red light ahead. He stopped the car. Fu ran thought he would be angry because she mentioned the taboo between them. Just about to say something, Tang Yao sighed, stretched out his finger and gently touched her small face. His voice was hoarse: "in fact, when I was not determined well, it was that time in the bar."

It's the first time with her.

At that time, his reason told him that he should be engaged to Mo Nansheng, but this stupid girl foolishly seduced him, and all his determination was completely useless

His eyes were burning. Fu ran dared not look at him. She pursed her lips for a long time before whispering: "Tang Yao, don't mention this matter."

He did not answer her, but gently touched her face and smiled warmly.

Just when the green light came on, they didn't talk anymore, but it was always warm.

When Tang Zhuan arrived, Tang Yao immediately had a meeting to be held, but he still took time to tell Fu ran something.

He rolled up the document, patted her on the head and coughed: "Yao Yao is not here. Go and clean it up."

Fu ran lowered his head and stared at him.

He smiled: "if it doesn't hurt, you wait until my meeting is over."

Fu ran threw something directly at him and hit him. The pillow just hit his back waist. Tang Yao smiled gently and left soon.

Fu ran went to clean it up herself. She was still a little uncomfortable. She took a shower directly. She couldn't wear the clothes. She put on his bathrobe directly.

After taking a nap in the lounge for two hours, Tang Yao also came back, stood at the door of the lounge and looked at her: "don't dislike here?"

Fu ran leaned over the bed and looked at the magazine: "I can't wear my clothes."

He went in, opened the door of the dressing room and pulled out his shirt: "wear this, the following words."

When he thought about it, he found another pair of sports and leisure trousers for her, which was just right.

Fu ran put it on. "I always feel a little strange."

"Very nice." Tang Yao had a smile in his eyes and asked her, "do you want to go to the hospital or go back to the old house to see Nianchen after work later?"

Fu ran thought for a moment: "your parents haven't seen Nianchen and Yaoyao for a long time. They'd better take care of them alone. If I go today, I'll look worried."

Tang Yao nodded, "yes."

He thought for a few seconds: "well, let's go to the hospital first, and then go home. We'll go to France in a few days. Have a good rest. I'll take you to buy some things tomorrow."

Fu ran shook his head: "go to France and buy it. It's not without it."

"Some things, where is the great motherland used to?" He pinched her face. "Just take a look. I'll carry the bag."