Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

This is his biggest concession and the most contrary concession. If he was allowed to choose in the past and in the future, he still chose the future and Fu Mingzhu.

Imperfect, married, old, ferocious, pretentious, and unable to serve people.

Now in this situation, other little girls would have jumped up and fed him soup by soup. She is good. A kiss can kill him.

And Fu Mingzhu was stunned.

Lan Yu bit on her chin, "I'm hungry. Will you cook for me?"

"Let me order you a takeout." She picked up her cell phone, but when she picked it up, Lan Yu patted it on the ground: "I'm going to eat what you made."

Then he put his hand around her and put his handsome face on her shoulder. "If you don't do it, I won't eat."

She had never seen such a scoundrel before. It seemed that she had not made up with him, so he used her as a servant.

Lan Yu saw that her expression was loose, so he said more excessively, "don't you take care of me and let those servants take care of me? Can they help me take a bath and rub my back? What if they mess with me? "

He kissed the corner of her mouth: "I'm such a good-looking man. A woman wants to take advantage of me. Fu Mingzhu, think about it. I'm your private property. Should you watch closely?"

As he spoke, he was very happy, as if he wanted to make an agreement with her.

Fu Mingzhu couldn't stand him being so shameless. He snorted coldly, "Lan Yu, would you like a face?"

He kissed her on the cheek: "hungry."

Then she buried her face in her heart and bit across her clothes: "if you don't cook for me, I'll eat you."

He was so outrageous that Fu Mingzhu snorted

Lan Yu said proudly, "miss me. I'll make you comfortable later and cook for you, huh?"

Fu Mingzhu was forced to have no way, but he was really worried that he had no food to eat, so he cooked food for him.

While she was cooking, he watched TV in the living room where he could see the kitchen.

Lan Yu was half lying, his arm still hurt numbly, but when he watched her busy in the kitchen, his heart was still warm, and there was a feeling of finally having a home.

She cooked the meal and brought it to the restaurant. He immediately sat down.

Lan Yu even ate two bowls of rice. She almost swept away all the three dishes and one soup she made. She was stunned: "haven't you had a good meal for a few days?"

He said carelessly, "I'm not used to the food in that place in Yunnan."

She was speechless: the young master will go there to perform his task!

However, there was something strange in her heart. She looked up at him with a low voice: "Lan Yu, can't you transfer a department? Do you have to do such dangerous work? "

Lan Yu put down his chopsticks, looked at her and asked softly, "are you unhappy?"

Fu Mingzhu shook her head, "No."

She added: "I'm for Tang mu. She's so young."

Lan Yu suddenly took her hand and whispered, "Fu Mingzhu, do you have to be so duplicative?"

She was a little distracted, and then her eyes fell on his hand on the back of her hand.

Her hand wanted to be pulled away. Lan Yu wouldn't let it go. He held her hand tightly, his fingers clasped.

He said slowly, "Fu Mingzhu, let's try."

Her breathing is disordered.

"Don't play silly." He lowered his voice: "I know you like me and my meat. I'll allow you to take a bath for me later. You must want to be bad for so many days?"