Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She raised her little face and smiled at him.

However, the smile has sharp pain.

She said, "several times, I want to jump down from upstairs to end my life, so I won't think about it, cry or miss you."

She said, angrily throwing something on her hand on his face: "when I figure it out and it doesn't hurt, tell me that all this is fake and lied to me... Tang Yao, you're such an asshole."

He should be sad with her, but when she scolded, he couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "Fu ran, why are you scolding and scolding like before?"

He reached out his hand and stroked her delicate little face. In a soft voice, "shall I teach you?"

"For example, obscene and shameless... You used to use it before, and..." his voice dropped and his hand touched wherever he said.

Fu Ran's reaction was to slap him in the face.

Not only slapped him in the face, but also kicked him two feet: "get out."

Tang Yao also knew that she was angry. It was difficult to comfort a woman who was as angry as a lion.

He raised his hands. "OK, I'll go out first."

Yes, but his eyes fell on her and looked more.

Fu ran smashed the thing in his hand again.

Tang Yao said a few words with his lips. He looked like a scoundrel.

He went out, of course, did not leave the villa, because he did not want to leave.

I don't want to leave Fu ran.

He sat smoking in the hall downstairs. In the smoke, he was lonely and satisfied, and there was some commotion, because he knew he would no longer be separated from her.

No longer afraid that she will be hurt, Fu Ran is not so vulnerable. She said that only Tang Yao can hurt her.

He smiled lightly and reluctantly. All along, he gave her the greatest harm.

He didn't understand such a simple truth.

Late at night, he sat in the bright hall, a quiet room.

Upstairs, Fu ran sat in her bedroom, in a daze.

Forgive, together?

When the night was full, she put on a dress and walked to the terrace. Tang Yao's car was still on the parking lot on the first floor.

Others are still there.

Downstairs, sleeping on the sofa.

She looked at it, there was a thick fog in front of her eyes, and then she smiled gently.

In fact, she doesn't need to think about whether to forgive or not... Just follow her heart.

She walked slowly downstairs, and the light shone on her crying face, which looked even whiter.

Tang Yao was lying on the sofa with his fingers gently scratching his pillow. When he heard the footsteps, he immediately sat straight and looked at Fu ran, "why did you get down? It's cold at night. I don't wear many clothes. "

Fu ran didn't make a sound and sat opposite him.

Tang Yao immediately poured her a cup of warm boiled water and put it in front of her: "have something to tell me?"

Fu ran nodded.

She held the cup in her hand, lowered her eyebrows and eyes, and paused before opening her mouth: "I know what you said. Tang Yao, we'd better calm down and make a decision. Besides, you may not dislike the current life... Yes, I'm talking about women. You have so many women now. Although you said nothing happened, are you really willing to give up?"

"Don't you believe me?" He was hurt and frowned.

Fu ran looked into his eyes: "should I believe a man with a criminal record?"

"All right!" He touched his nose and recognized, "I know what you mean. It's just that I don't want to move back to live with me. OK, I'll run here more."