Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

His fingers fell gently on her face, very white and delicate.

She looks good, much better than he thought. She's doing well, isn't she?

The slender fingers touched her gently, slid slowly to her lips and touched her gently.

Fu ran woke up, blinked his eyelashes gently and opened his eyes.

Her eyes were fixed on the man who suddenly appeared in front of her.

Tang Yao took back his hand and the desire in his eyes: "I'm on a business trip. Come and see Nianchen and Yaoyao."

Fu ran nodded and sat up. Then he found that he was only wearing a suspender Pajama, and he didn't wear it inside.

She pulled the quilt to cover herself. "They should still be sleeping."

At this time, Tang Yao was not suitable to stay any longer and got up, "I'll go and see them."

Fu ran nodded. When he walked to the door, she suddenly whispered, "Tang Yao."

He paused and looked back.

She leaned on the head of the bed, her beautiful brown hair scattered randomly, and a few filaments brushed her face, looking very soft.

She said to him in that very soft posture, "Tang Yao, can you knock first when you enter my room later?"

Tang Yao's heart stagnated for a moment.

Instead of deliberately calling him Mr. Tang, she called him Tang Yao.

But these two words are stranger than any other name in the world at this time.

He knew that this was her refusal, refusing his closeness... Because she was not his wife, because there seemed to be a lot of women outside him.

She didn't show disgust because she didn't want to care.

Sister Ning said she had a great time at the party last night. Is she ready for a new life?

He should be happy for her, but when he smiled, it was more bitter than crying.

"OK, I'll pay attention." Then he opened the door and went out.

Fu ran still sat there and looked at the door panel silently.

Slowly, she put her face on her knees and put her hand around herself.

Her eyes filled with heat and blinked gently. Two tears were stained on her curled long eyelashes.

She never thought he would come, never thought he would come

Tang Yao went to see Nianchen and Yaoyao.

It was cold. Nianchen put Yao Yao into his quilt and slept head on head.

He pushed the door in, and Nianchen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief“ Dad. "

Tang Yao walked over, hugged him, hugged Yao Yao in turn and kissed her.

It was cold. He put the two children into the quilt and whispered, "don't catch cold."

Nianchen still looked at Tang Yao with eyes open.

Tang Yao smiled: "do you miss your father?"

Nianchen nodded and shook his head again.

Tang Yao reached out and pinched his face: "are you angry?"

This time, Xiao Nianchen only nodded his head, and then said dejectedly, "I have a sister again, don't I?"

Tang Yao thought for a while and said with a smile, "her name is Tang mu. She's very cute."

Nianchen's little face was a little taut: "no matter how cute it is, it's not as cute as Yao Yao."

Yaoyao wakes up with round eyes. She can already call her father, but she only knows words. It doesn't sound like her father, but like Baba

Tang Yao blackened his face.

Xiao Nianchen was very happy.

Tang Yao looked at his son: "I saw you smile just now."

Nianchen covered his mouth: "yes?"

Tang Yao hummed, "you just laughed."

"Well, Dad, I smiled." Nianchen frankly admitted that Tang Yao felt like he had eaten Xiang