Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

That afternoon, she checked the private room as usual and found an empty room for her to use.

After touring the hotel, she walked towards box 315 and gently opened the door to let her in.

It was dark inside. She didn't think too much. She directly turned on the sound equipment and turned on the dim light.

The light is on, and the entangled people on the sofa can see clearly and vaguely.

Vague because I can't believe it.

The person lying lazily on the sofa is no one else. It is Lan Yu who has disappeared for three months. He doesn't wear a coat. The buttons of his black shirt are untied three. Beside him lies a very young girl, who won't be more than 23 years old.

The little girl is clinging to him and is very close to Bing.

Fu Mingzhu looked at him.

LAN Yumin looked at her. His eyes were ridiculed and sharp, as if he could see through everything.

For a long time, Fu Mingzhu smiled: "sorry!"

She quickly took out the walkie talkie and wanted someone to arrange it, but she took it out. Lan Yu had patted off the walkie talkie in her hand. The voice was a little cold: "what do you want to do?"

Fu Mingzhu's back of her hand was burning, but she endured it and said in the most professional tone: "Lan Shao is our distinguished VIP customer. Of course, I'll open the best box for you."

He seemed to relax, but his tone was more mocking: "President Fu is really very generous."

Fu Mingzhu smiled: "our services are charged. I dare not accept the word generous."

"Really? What else are you afraid of? " The little girl in LAN Yusong's happy arms stared at her with evil fire in her eyes.

Only after half a ring did he spit out a sentence: "don't change it. I'm right here. Let someone handle it and go out immediately."

Fu Mingzhu lowered her eyes, "OK, Mr. LAN."

She was half bent out, the standard service industry attitude, and she deliberately put the attitude to the lowest, but he was still not satisfied.

Very dissatisfied.

When the door closed gently, Lan Yu kicked over the tea table inside. The little model was frightened. She had never seen Lan Yu's bad temper. He was usually very gentle.

Lan Yu sat down and ignored her. Then he said in a cold voice, "stand over there. I won't let you talk. Don't talk."

The little model is about to cry. Who didn't hold her and coax her with others before? Why don't you treat her as a thing here!

Lan Yu sat, biting his fingers and biting his teeth with anger.

Fu Mingzhu is good. She really quit when she saw this situation. She doesn't care if he is with others or what happens

What a cruel woman!

Ferocious. His EQ is so low. Why does he ignore her?

There are so many women. It's not impossible to leave without her. It's clean!

He called the waiter in a bad way, called a lot of foreign wine, drank it himself, and asked the little model to drink, and he cried the little model, but she cried like a pear, and he remembered Fu Mingzhu's tears.

Lan Yu was drunk and got very drunk.

He threw away the little model, drove his car around the road and unknowingly drove downstairs to Fu Mingzhu's apartment.

Her room was lit and she came back.

This heartless woman, he is drunk, she is sleeping safely.

Lan Yu went upstairs and patted desperately at her door... After a while, the door opened. It was a man.