Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiao Bei Tucao: "you are all fucking motherfucking, don't make complaints about us."

Qiqi's eyes were green: "Mo Xiaobei, you are a full man, I don't know the hungry!"

Then he put his hand on Fu Mingzhu's shoulder: "sister Mingzhu, oh?"

Fu ran winked at Qiqi, but Qiqi's Reflection Arc was so long that it was ignored. He still hooked Fu Mingzhu: "unless he didn't dare to go."

Fu ran coughed and said, "Lan Kwai Fong was opened by his predecessor."

Qiqi was stunned and then opened her eyes“ Give me a discount? "

Mo Xiaobei smiled happily and looked at Mo Nansheng: "you see, your dog's attention will never be the same."

Mo Nansheng bowed his head and drank milk tea. "She has long been independent. Now all her temperament is her own, which has nothing to do with me."

Mo Xiaobei chuckled: "Qiqi, you were abandoned by Nansheng."

Qiqi cried and said, "so you must find a man to comfort you today."

Several other people laughed, and finally Fu Mingzhu said, "I won't go, you go with Qiqi."

Fu Ran's expression was restrained and looked at her more. Fu Mingzhu gave her a soothing look.

Later, when she was alone, Fu ran sat down next to her and smiled briefly: "do you feel all right now?"

"Well, slow down." Fu Mingzhu reached out and touched her sister's hair: "it's long. I still like your long hair."

Fu ran touched his hair and smiled, "it's good."

She paused. "Are you really not going?"

"No, although he said to put it down, there was really no need to go to his place." Fu Mingzhu shook her head and laughed at herself: "Fu ran, you really don't have to worry about me. You're too old to think about a man."

Fu Mingzhu took a sip of coffee, raised her eyes and smiled, "I'm thirty-one."

Fu ran didn't say anything, just finished her coffee with her.

That night, Qiqi went, but she didn't know how she was playing. Fu Mingzhu didn't call to ask. She only heard Fu ran say that she had spent hundreds of thousands, saying that Lan Kwai Fong was a place to steal money.

Fu Mingzhu answered Fu Ran's phone, went to the French window, brushed the ground and opened the curtains. The sun came in at once, some dazzling and warm.

She covered her eyes and looked at the sunshine from her fingers. She thought the weather was good.

It's already April of the Gregorian calendar. It's time for spring clothes.

She decided to go shopping, buy some clothes for herself, and then trim her hair for beauty. Fu ran said that this was a woman's life. She said that she was tied up hard after becoming president Fu. She was too tight all day. In fact, Tang Yao said the same about her.

After a round outside, she carried four or five bags of clothes, took careful care of her hair, had a beauty, and the whole person was radiant. After driving back to the apartment, she opened the trunk, took the bag and walked into the elevator.

Slowly, her eyes stopped.

Lan Yu stood in the corridor in front of the elevator, leaning against her with a cigarette in his hand, as if waiting for her.

She felt in a trance that it had been a long time since she met last time.

His phone, the wechat that told her to wait for him, fortunately she didn't take it seriously.

Her steps stopped, two or three meters away from him.

Lan Yu looked at her and whispered, "I've been back to H city for many days. I know Wen Jingfan has gone to the United States. I also know that you went to New York to see children. I believe you don't misunderstand you. Can you give me a little trust this time and trust me again?"

[it's over, good night ~ ~]