Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Lin Weiqi was probably silent for a few seconds, but he still gave the phone to Fu Mingzhu, "Lan Yu."

Her voice was soft: "Lan Yu, are you looking for me?"

The rustling voice even touched Lan Yu, and his body was gently stirred like a string.

But his voice was tense: "where are you?"

Fu Mingzhu vomited on the roadside for a long time. At this time, she looked up at the bright hotel sign in front and smiled gently: "Hotel, ready to open one room one by one."

Lan Yu's voice stretched: "are you retaliating against me?"

Payback?

She doesn't understand.

She hung her hand blankly and looked around. She was just having dinner with a blind date today. It was despised that if she got married, she had to give up her two children. It sounded very ugly as if no one wanted her.

Fu Mingzhu feels very uncomfortable. Why should she be picky? It's clear that she has nothing wrong

Of course she wouldn't give up her child. When she left, the man was still saying ugly words. She spilled his wine and came out drunk. Lin Weiqi was right beside her.

Over there, Lan Yu's face was so ugly that it had formed a picture of her and Lin Weiqi tossing clouds and rain on the hotel bed in his mind. His slender finger bones almost turned white. He immediately dialed Yin Hao's phone and almost burst out: "I don't care what method you use to turn over H city. In short, I want to find Fu Mingzhu and Lin Weiqi now. If they do it, I'll tear down whose hotel. "

Yin Luo's heart laughed off his big teeth. He was really gloating, but his face was serious. "OK, I'll hurry up, but if I hold it and chew it, I haven't reached the last step yet?"

"If he dares to touch it, I'll abolish him." Lan Yu was furious.

Yin Hao sighed in his heart: Mingming has moved his heart. How can he still cling to the photo? The photo can't hold and make love. Fu Mingzhu can live a woman lying in bed every day.

LAN Shao is such a smart man. In fact, he is confused.

Yin Hao's speed was very fast. He found out in less than ten minutes, "it's GM hotel."

It's not far from Tang Zhuan where Lan Yu lives. Let's drive for five minutes, but he thinks LAN Shao should be eager to fly over now.

Five minutes later, Lan Yu came to the GM hotel. When the receptionist in the lobby saw him, her eyes were like 360 volt lights. Look at this gentleman's style, that is, the temperament of living in the presidential suite.

Just wanted to say something, Lan Yu had a calm voice and said, "give me the room card where Fu Mingzhu lives."

The receptionist was stunned, then smiled and apologized: "I'm sorry, sir. If you want to see Miss Fu, you can make an appointment with her. We can't divulge the guest's privacy."

Lan Yu had a gun in his hand: "is that ok?"

The black muzzle of the gun was facing. The receptionist almost peed and stammered, "it doesn't meet the regulations..."

"I have no patience." Lan Yu's voice was hoarse and his fingers buckled down.

The receptionist immediately took the room card and raised it: "room 1314."

Lan Yu took it and warned, "don't call the police, otherwise..."

The receptionist cried. She has never seen such a fierce handsome man.

She didn't know that Lan Yu really wanted to kill at this time. As long as he thought that Fu Mingzhu was pressed under him, his heart shrank for a while, and he wanted to fly upstairs.