Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Lan Yu held the wound on his shoulder and stared for a long time.

Li Mengying came down from another elevator and looked at Lan Yu with loss on his face.

She walked slowly over, held him and asked him softly why.

Lan Yu looked at her and lowered his eyes: "why do I like her?"

Li Mengying's face seemed to have been hit. It took a long time before he whispered, "are you sure you like her? She is the mother of two children. "

Lan Yu looked at her: "she is the mother of two children. Isn't she Fu Mingzhu?"

Li Mengying was a little shocked and looked up at him.

Lan Yu's voice was low. "She's still Fu Mingzhu. I'll still like her. Perhaps if she had no children, she would not be Fu Mingzhu today. "

He gently pushed away Li Mengying and prepared to go upstairs.

Li Mengying was unwilling and suddenly said, "did you want to kiss me just now?"

He shook his head. "I just want to see if I can let her go."

But it was useless. Even Li Mengying didn't want it. It turned out that what he said all his life was not talk, and he had long recognized it in his heart.

From the time she knew he killed, from the time she hated him but still didn't hand in the evidence, from the time she wasn't afraid of him.

Even every slap she slapped him was sweet.

Lan Yu returned to the ward injured. The doctor hurriedly came to bandage him. While bandaging, he scolded: "the injured eye will be well soon. Now it's like this again. I really don't know how to say you."

When the wound was wrapped up, Lan Yu put down his clothes and said quietly, "I want to leave the hospital."

The doctor opened his mouth and thought after a half ring: "this is absolutely not good. Old LAN knows he will blame us."

Lan Yu's voice was very weak: "I'll take care of myself."

Then he went directly to change a suit of clothes and called Yin Hao to help him handle the discharge. After Yin Hao finished the formalities, Lan Yu's people had disappeared.

Yin Hao shook his head and smiled, "the so-called hunger and thirst!"

*

Fu Mingzhu got off work at 9 p.m. and was stunned when she opened the door of her apartment.

Because the light is on.

Then she saw Lan Yu stabbing on her sofa, watching TV and tuning the radio.

She was stunned, then put down the car key and bag, walked over and stared at him: "what are you doing here? How did you get in?"

Lan Yu was still holding his head and didn't look at her. He said lazily, "do you ask me whether I go into your house or where?"

"Don't take advantage of me." Fu Mingzhu pulled his arm to pull him up, but he pulled him down in his arms.

Her face was buried in his wound and smelled a faint smell of blood.

He groaned and whispered, "if you beat it again, my hand will be useless. I can't hold you in the future. Think about it."

Fu Mingzhu stared at him: "what do you suddenly want to do?"

"I want to hold you." He hugged her, put his lips close to her ears, and said in a low voice, "do you miss me at all?"

She earned, but she didn't.

Lan Yu smiled softly. "I have nothing to do with Li Mengying. I haven't kissed."

Fu Mingzhu's face did not go aside: "have you kissed, it has nothing to do with me..."

"Are you still angry?" He pinched her face. "You look completely jealous."

She didn't make a sound, but slowly got up in his arms. Her voice was a little tired: "Lan Yu, I'm very tired. I don't have so much energy to play these games with you. Will you let me go?"