Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu Mingzhu bit her lip and slowly handed over the medicine bottle.

Lan Yu took a look, then dialed the phone and reported the batch number on the medicine bottle.

Fu Mingzhu didn't know what he wanted to do at first, but then she understood what he meant. Her face turned white, grabbed the mobile phone in his hand, and trembled with anger: "just because of a bottle of contraceptive, Lanyu, what do you want to do? Are you empty and uncomfortable without torturing others all day?"

His face was cold and he smiled mockingly, "who are you talking for now?"

"I don't speak for anyone." Fu Mingzhu stepped back. "Since the results are the same, I don't deserve to be pregnant with LAN Shao's child, is it wrong for me to let people buy medicine myself? Do you want to find out who bought it for me and what would you do to him, drive him away or make him unable to live in city B?"

She smiled gently: "Lan Shao is probably used to mastering the power of life and death of others. He doesn't care about other people's feelings, how others talk about you behind his back, and how he hates you."

She just finished. Lan Yu stuck her throat with one hand: "is that enough?"

His face was so gloomy and terrible that no woman had ever dared to talk to him like this, and he kept it. He was so angry and powerful that she almost suffocated.

Finally she was thrown into bed.

Lan Yu answered the phone and got the news.

He looked at Fu Mingzhu and said coldly, "didn't you just hit me in the face when you asked my servants to buy this medicine?"

Fu Mingzhu was lying on the bed. Her head was dizzy, her whole body was uncomfortable and wanted to vomit.

She smiled lightly, turned her head and looked at Lan Yu: "Lan Shao doesn't care if I'm pregnant, but if a woman doesn't want to have LAN Shao's child, she feels very shameless, doesn't she?"

"So what if it is, so what if it is not." Lan Yu stared at her coldly: "I am the law in this place, I said."

He turned and went out, but when he opened the door, Fu Mingzhu hugged him behind him.

Lan Yu slightly hooked his lips, "Fu Mingzhu, what do you mean?"

She didn't speak, just hugged him.

He turned and looked at her coldly, with a faint cold light in his eyes.

He slowly opened his mouth: "Miss Fu is very arrogant. Even if she is wrapped by me, she still doesn't want to lower her arrogant head."

He stretched out his hand and looked at his hand: "be a love, just like I beat you."

Fu Mingzhu's voice trembled: "what do you want?"

He tilted his head and looked at her face. Then he smiled gently and raised her chin. "Fu Mingzhu, think about whether it's worth lowering your arrogant head for a servant."

Fu Mingzhu repeatedly asked, "what do you want?"

Lan Yu leaned against the door, played with the lighter and smiled at her.

Fu Mingzhu is a mature woman. She doesn't know anything about the shameless thoughts of these men. She bit her lower lip and squatted down slowly in front of him

Lan Yu gently picked up her hair and gnashed his teeth: "for a servant, would you like to?"

Fu Mingzhu didn't speak. She silently and gently pulled his belt——

When it was over, she ran to the bathroom and vomited madly... Lying on the toilet, feeling disgusted.

Lan Yu stared at the woman indifferently. She didn't want him to know, but he liked to force her.