Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu ran Cai would not be biased by his words. Leng hum: "Tang Yao, I want to have a peaceful life. If you want to see Nianchen and Yaoyao, twice a week."

Tang Yao frowned: "twice a week? Is this too harsh for a normal man? "

Fu Ran's face turned red with shame and stared at him, "Tang Yao, do you want to be shameless?"

He immediately put on an elite look, "of course, face, wife and children."

Fu ran pursed his lower lip. "You'll leave early tomorrow morning."

Then she got up and wanted to go upstairs.

He caught his hand.

Tang Yao grabbed her arm and said, "Fu ran, if you don't drive me away immediately, you won't give up on me, will you?"

"Tang Yao, let go." She turned her head and frowned.

Instead of letting go, he stood up and gently pulled her in his arms.

His voice was very low and provocative at night: "Fu ran, don't push me away, at least not tonight."

Then she buried her face in her hair: "I miss you very much."

It was not coaxing her, but from the trembling of his soul.

He misses her very much. He can't be completely stone hearted. He can't see hope in the long wait.

But Lan Yu's pressure to move forward made him break this deadlock and have the courage to break it.

Fu ran was a little sad. When he opened his mouth, his voice was very dumb: "in this case, why should he throw me in France..."

She couldn't go on and pushed him upstairs.

This time he didn't catch up and stop her, but he didn't go either.

In this way, after a night in the living room, the servants at home got up to work at dawn. They were startled when they saw Tang Yao still there, "Sir, how did you sleep on the sofa?"

Tang Yao sat up and rubbed his eyes: "it's dawn?"

The servant said well and began to tidy up the sofa. He asked casually, "why don't you sleep upstairs, sir?"

She was really casual and didn't mean anything else, but she stabbed president Tang's fragile heart.

Tang Yao coughed softly: "I slept upstairs last night. Later, Fu ran came down to sleep for fear of making a noise."

The servant stopped... The amount of information was too large for people to answer.

Doesn't that mean that Mr. and Mrs. last night, that is, the former couple rolled over?

The servants continued to clean up with light hands and feet, and some were afraid of picking up women's silk stockings or inner clothes in the sofa... Fortunately, the location of the crime was not the sofa.

Tang Yao stretched out, got up, made do with brushing his teeth and washing his face downstairs, and then went to Nianchen's room on the second floor to wake him up.

Nianchen had got up, neat and refreshing. When he saw Tang Yao, he rushed over and called his father with some excitement.

Tang Yao took over his son and sighed in his heart

When he was in France, Nianchen was a little rusty with him. Now he is kind again probably because he returned to H city. Tang Yao feels warm with his small body in his arms.

After holding him for a while, he rubbed his little head: "go downstairs for breakfast. I'll call Yaoyao up."

Nianchen wanted to go together, so he went to Yaoyao's room as soon as he was a big boy and a small boy.

Yaoyao has woken up. She sits on the bed with a big head and a small body. She has a pink and hairy pajama. It's so cute.

Tang Yao hugged and kissed again and again. Later, he directly pressed the little guy in his arms. He was deeply moved by the loss and recovery.

Yao Yao is lying in Baba's arms, with small stocks in the sky. She is very embarrassed.