Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She pointed in a direction outside the window.

Lan Yu frowned: "you let me go to the vegetable market."

Fu Mingzhu cut the vegetables and lowered her eyebrows. "Don't you want to eat yourself, or you can cut this and I'll buy it."

He stopped her: "it's cold outside. I'll go!"

He put on his coat, went to the door, came back and spread his hand: "give me ten yuan change."

His appearance is very natural like that of an ordinary husband to his wife.

Fu Mingzhu looked at him, took his wallet and gave him ten yuan in change: "don't you have it?"

He threw his wallet at her: "No."

He opened the door and went out.

Fu Mingzhu took his wallet and was speechless. Why did he give her her her wallet?

She looked at it, turned it over and over, and finally opened it. She thought she would see the picture of Su Lian, but she didn't.

It's empty. That place is empty.

Did he... Tell her that he made room for her?

Fu Mingzhu thinks she is not a little girl, but she is still pleased by him... He is childish and overbearing, but he is also a very careful person.

Fu Mingzhu looked at it for a while, put down her wallet and continued to cut vegetables and make dumplings.

When Lan Yu came back, it was twenty minutes later. He bought ten yuan dumpling skin and a big bag.

Fu Mingzhu has got along well with the stuffing, skillfully wrapped the dumplings and put them to make a seafood dinner first.

Lan Yu was tired of being around her and bumped her shoulder: "give me a bowl first."

"What time is it?" Fu Mingzhu looked at him and disagreed.

Lan Yu supported her hand and sat on the flow table beside her. "Fu Mingzhu, I'm hungry."

She looked at him: "you just drove a car and bought a dish. Where are you hungry so fast?"

He stared into her eyes: "how many times have we cooked these days? Do you think it will be enough to eat a bowl of noodles last night and a bowl of fried rice today?"

He said that his face was not red and his heart did not jump. Fu Mingzhu wanted a little face. Without saying anything, he directly gave him a big bowl.

Lan Yu took the bowl and ate it with satisfaction. He kissed her: "my wife is very nice."

"I'm not your wife. Don't identify relatives." Fu Mingzhu's attitude is a little cold, but Lan Yu will only think that she is pretending to be cold. In fact, she has only three words to describe him, that is, hey hey.

He ate happily and ate it in one breath. In fact, he was not full, but he was embarrassed to lick his face and ask her for it, so he worked hard to clean it again. Fu Mingzhu thought he wouldn't do it. Unexpectedly, he cleaned it very clean and the window was bright and clean.

After cleaning, he went to throw away the garbage and came back with a cigarette.

As soon as she came back, he took off his coat, threw it down, ran over and held Fu Mingzhu: "it's snowing again."

"Oh." She was a little surprised and wanted to say something. His cell phone rang.

Lan Yu frowned, looked at the caller ID, and finally answered his cell phone.

He went to the window to answer, lit a cigarette while listening, stared at Fu Mingzhu, and his expression was a little deep.

Fu Mingzhu knew that he was old man LAN, so she continued to do her own things without a word.

Old man LAN over there probably wanted Lan Yu to go back for the new year. Lan Yu took a cigarette and said carelessly, "it's snowing. I can't go."

"Little rabbit Weizi, you have to fly back."