Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He stared at her for a long time before whispering, "I understand. I particularly understand you, but... I can't bear it. "

He said seriously, "Fu Mingzhu, you are my woman. I'm not willing to let you work so hard, okay?"

She froze for a moment and looked at him like that.

He whispered, "I respect you now. If we get married, you have to let me raise it, huh?"

She wanted to refuse, oppose and say something, but he stretched out his slender finger and pointed it on her lips: "I'll talk about this topic later. I'll take you to the hotel later, huh?"

Fu Mingzhu looked into his eyes and knew he couldn't say it, so she got up. "I'll cook the meal. I'll order takeout on the first day of the new year. Do you think someone will send it?"

Lan Yu's face can be described with his heart and anger. He rubbed her a few times: "I knew you couldn't give up me. A man like this has to make up more to meet you, don't you?"

Then he got up and took her in his arms. "I had a big meal last night. Isn't it very powerful?"

Fu Mingzhu pushed him away and couldn't stand it. "Lan Yu, can you have a face?"

"P shares are not, what's the use of the face?" He pulled her over again, put his thin lips on her ear bones and said obscene words: "in fact, sometimes P shares work better than your face, which can satisfy you more, can't they?"

Fu Mingzhu Zi left and had no way to talk with him.

Lan Yu went to tidy himself up with a smile.

Fu Mingzhu was not in a hurry to go to the hotel, but still cooked exquisite dishes. Lan Yu said while eating that she was a good wife and mother, and that she wanted to marry her back immediately.

For these words, Fu Mingzhu felt that she would like to listen to them. She didn't have to take them seriously.

After eating, she put on a light make-up and changed into a more formal suit to go to work. When she went out, Lan Yu held her and lied: "Fu Mingzhu, you should dress softer. You can't wear so old-fashioned at your age."

She changed her shoes and deliberately raised her eyebrows: "didn't you say I was an old woman?"

He wanted to slap himself in the face and pretended to be surprised: "yes, I don't remember."

He got tired of it again, and his face nestled in her neck: "you are two years younger than me. You see, we can go on a date after you finish working. It may snow tonight. We can walk on the streets of H City, eat Western food, watch the snow, drink hot coffee, and go to languifang to relax."

Fu Mingzhu pushed him away and put her finger on his shoulder. "Go to Lan Kwai Fong and see your little girls take off their clothes and dance?"

Lan Yu sighed: "where is it? I'm innocent now. Apart from doing it with you, my other time is no different from that of a monk."

He leaned on her and kept getting tired of it, just to ask her to agree to his request.

Fu Mingzhu had no way to take him. He thought, "I don't get off work until 8 pm."

He smiled happily, "then I'll wait for you."

With that, he took her downstairs and took her to the hotel. Although he was dissatisfied with her work, he took her well. When she got off, his cell phone just rang.

He looked at it. It was Yin Hao who called. Instead of answering immediately, he quietly sent her into the hotel. When she was far away, he took back his sight and answered the phone.

However, after Yin Hao said a few words, his eyes sank and whispered, "I'll start for Yunnan immediately."

Hang up the phone, he directly starts the car and drives towards the airport