Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Yao was stunned.

He looked at himself in the mirror. This time he was thinner and didn't look very well.

Fu ran also found out?

He smiled lightly: "I'm a little tired these days."

In order to win her trust, he gently bit her ear: "I spent a lot of effort on you the other day."

Then he stretched out his hand and gently squeezed it on her waist: "you are thin, too."

Fu ran hummed and felt that he was not serious again, so he broke away and continued to clean up.

Tang Yao sat on the sofa and watched her droop her eyebrows. Her heart was soft and sour.

"Fu ran." He suddenly called her name.

"What's the matter?" Fu ran didn't look up. He continued to carefully help him fold his shirt and put his tie and Cufflinks separately.

Tang Yao's eyes stared at her and his voice was lighter: "did I say I love you very much?"

The movement on her hand paused, and then glanced at him: "what's the matter with you today?"

Tang Yao hugged her and whispered, "remember I love you."

Fu ran was held in his arms and didn't speak. She just gently scratched behind him with her fingers——

Gently, one by one, gently write

She didn't say, but he felt what she had written.

He just held her tight.

For a long time, Fu ran whispered, "I haven't finished cleaning up yet."

"Don't let go." He whispered and kissed her.

The morning light came in and hit them. He hugged her and kissed her.

After lingering over and over again, he finally got angry... When he sent her to the Tang family's mansion, it was close to noon. Tang Yao left after dinner and kissed Nianchen and Yao Yao in turn.

When he left, he asked Fu ran to see him off. Before he got on the bus, he caught her and kissed her for a while. In a low voice, "I'll be back soon."

Fu ran nodded, stretched out his hand to straighten his collar and smiled, "I'll wait for you at home."

He looked at her deeply and whispered, "I love you, Ranran."

She still smiled. "Get in the car, or it's too late for the flight."

He said he was going to France, the place she wanted.

Fu ran watched his car leave slowly. Finally, his car turned into a small point and went farther and farther

Tang Yao calls her every day. Fu ran feels like he's around half an hour sooner or later.

She lives in Tang's house and takes care of Chen and Yao Yao together with Tang's mother. She also misses Tang Yao.

Time flies, one day, two days, one week, two weeks

Soon, almost a month.

Fu ran waited for Tang Yao to come back and waited every day. He seemed very busy. There was less and less time on the phone. She was also a little uneasy. But every time she thought of him and said: Fu ran, I love you very much, she felt that everything was her heart.

*

Lin's hospital.

Tang Yao stood in front of the window in his sick clothes, which seemed a little empty, with a cigarette in his hand.

He held his cell phone, hung his eyes and looked at a group of numbers on it.

That number was a great temptation for him, an irresistible temptation.

Many times, he wanted to call this number, but he thought of Fu ran, Nianchen and Yaoyao and gave up.

He doesn't want to be like that. He may be able to save his life, but he doesn't live like that.

He doesn't want Ranran to find him like that, and don't want Nianchen and Yaoyao to have such a father.