Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu Mingzhu frowned: "Lan Yu, you look like a scoundrel. How could the international anti drug team want you?"

He smiled and smiled vaguely: "Fu Mingzhu, I know a lot. Do you want to try?"

Then the young master went upstairs and told her, "after washing the dishes, go upstairs. I want to take a bath."

She was really angry, but she went to wash the dishes.

When she returned to the living room, she looked up at the upstairs. She thought that she wanted to see how his meat integration made women want to take advantage of it.

She thought, walking straight upstairs and opening the master bedroom, she was stunned.

Lan Yu fell asleep in bed. She opened the door and came in. He just opened his eyelids. "Come and lie with me for a while. I'm so tired."

She walked over gently, and he put one hand in his eyes: "come on, I haven't slept for days."

She was stunned.

He hasn't slept for so long. Why should she come? It's clear that what he lacks most is not food, but sleep.

A voice in his heart told her that he thought she was true.

He really missed her.

She thought, but he held out his unharmed hand, grabbed her, dragged her to the bed and into his arms.

She wanted to struggle, but he whispered in her ear, "sleep with me for a while, pearl. I'm afraid I can't come back if you don't accompany me."

Her breathing almost stopped.

She thought he was not afraid, but he was afraid.

She bit her lip, gently pressed her face to his heart, and carefully did not press his wound.

Just lying down, Lan Yu raised his hand and turned off the light.

The master bedroom was dark. There was only the sound of each other's breathing. She was not used to it and moved a little.

He said hoarsely, "don't move, I can't help you..." sure enough, she didn't dare to move.

Fu Mingzhu is a very clean person. After sleeping in his arms until midnight, he still couldn't help thinking of taking a shower.

He sat up with light hands and feet. He slept very well. Maybe he hadn't slept well for a long time.

Fu Mingzhu looked at his sleeping face. The lines of his face were much softer when he was asleep. It was not as fierce as usual. It was also much younger, and he was really good-looking.

Fu Mingzhu touched his facial features with his fingers and gently stroked them before he regained consciousness.

He didn't wake up. After touching for a while, she withdrew her fingers and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, her whole body relaxed a lot. She put on his bathrobe, stood in front of the washing table and blew her hair in the mirror.

She tried to keep her voice down for fear of disturbing him.

When Lan Yu came over, he saw her face blushing. There was only one of his bathrobes on her. Her hair was wet and drying.

He passed quietly, closed the door, locked it, and stood behind her with one hand: "why did you get up to take a bath at night? You haven't washed it for me yet. "

Fu Mingzhu looked in the mirror. "Can't you wash it tomorrow?"

"Yes." He kissed her neck and said, "I don't want you to work too hard."

Put down the hair dryer, "then go back to sleep?"

But he held her waist and looked in the mirror with his face close to her face: "I'm hungry."

She was stunned: "want to eat supper?"

He gave an absent-minded hum, held her earlobe and kissed gently.

Such an express, she can no longer pretend not to understand, just want to object that he has succeeded with one hand, because the bathrobe on her is too convenient.

She closed her eyes at once, and her voice was a little fragmented: "Lan Yu, you are still hurt."