Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"It's my house." Fu ran smiled and got out of the car, opened the door in the back seat to let the two children get off, and then looked at Fu Mingzhu: "eldest sister, children are the most important."

Fu Mingzhu's eyes were hot. She remembered Shao Zuming's crazy cry at that time. He said he would watch her be a dog in front of Fu ran.

But at this time, only Fu ran can help her, and only Fu ran can help her.

Fu Mingzhu's eyes were full of heat, but she didn't want to lose her manners in front of the child. She put out her hand and wiped her tears and said softly, "Fu ran, you're right, the child is the most important."

Fu ran smiled, hugged the two children and touched their heads. "You should listen to your mother in the future, you know?"

The two children, aged six and eight, know little about adults, but the only thing they know is that their father doesn't want them. Now they live in their aunt's house.

Fortunately, the children were sensible. One went to wipe Fu Mingzhu's tears and the other hugged him.

Fu ran looked sad. She suddenly thought that the three sisters were divorced. It seemed that she was still very happy.

Although Tang Yao also gave her the child, Tang Yao arranged everything, including her, including the child's future, and even guaranteed Nianchen's position in Tang brick. In fact, he gave the child to her. He just paid, but he didn't get it.

Fu ran accompanied her for a while and then drove back to the villa. Tang Yao's phone came and asked her to go to Tang Zhuan.

Fu ran lay on the bed: "I don't want to move. I feel a little uncomfortable."

Tang Yao was a little nervous: "what's the matter?"

"Nothing, just looking at the elder sister is a little bitter." Fu ran snorted softly, "men are not good things."

Tang Yao smiled: "I'm not a good thing?"

Fu ran snorted, "I'm going to bed."

Tang Yao chuckled: "sleep in broad daylight. Come and have lunch with me."

But Fu Ran has hung up the phone

Tang Yao looked at his mobile phone and sighed, "it's spoiled. Don't look at me."

But who let him spoil her?

He raised his hand and looked at the time. It was already eleven o'clock. Now he drove back to have lunch with her.

When Tang Yao arrived at the villa, the servant's lunch was ready and was going to call Fu ran.

"I'll go up." Tang Yao said quietly. He went to see the dishes first and found that Fu ran liked them. Then he nodded.

When she went upstairs, Fu ran was sleeping. The white curtains in the bedroom were closed. The sun penetrated and became soft, and she slept peacefully.

Tang Yao was not in a hurry to wake her up, but sat by the bed and gently scratched her face.

Fu ran doesn't work recently, so she usually doesn't make up and just puts on a layer of skin care products. Her face is particularly soft and feels good.

Tang Yao felt a little addicted, reluctant to leave, and finally woke her up.

She opened her eyes, a little confused: "how did you come back?"

He liked her use of the word 'come back', so he bent down and kissed her on the lips, hoarse voice: "I want to have lunch with you."

Fu ran put his head on his leg and said in a coquettish voice, "but I'm not hungry."

He held her chin. "Then eat with me."

Fu ran held his waist in a rogue way: "so sleepy and tired..."

He joked casually, "are you pregnant?"

Fu Ran's little face moved aside and looked at him carefully: "you don't use t?"