Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu Mingzhu hummed softly, "Lan Yu, can you stop thinking about these colored things all day."

"I've endured it for a long time." He bit her again, and there was a feeling that she would come if she didn't agree with him.

Before Fu Mingzhu could resist, he released her, took the things she chose to pay, and smiled at her.

Fu Mingzhu pretended to look outside and didn't want to admit to others that it was her man who was such an idiot.

After paying the money, Lan Yu carried seven or eight bags. When he got to the car, he asked her to pick them out in the back seat. While wearing his seat belt, he said, "leave the pink one for our own children!"

"What if it's a son?" Fu Mingzhu couldn't help but speak. She really had a feeling that she would be a son, but Lan Yu seemed to especially want to be a daughter, so she couldn't bear to pour cold water on him.

Lan Yu put his hand on the steering wheel and paused, "then regenerate and have a daughter."

"Lan Yu, you pig head!" Fu Mingzhu couldn't help but speak.

Lan Yu grinned, "so you have to find a way. This baby is a daughter, or there will be a lot of babies later. But you are the sow. I am a pig at most."

She was so angry that she had never seen anyone more shameless than him.

Lan Yu smiled and looked very happy from the rearview mirror“ Why don't we go back and replant? "

He thought it was a vegetable!

Fu Mingzhu didn't bother to pay attention to him. He sat in the back seat and closed his eyes. Lan Yu looked at her. Then he turned up the air conditioning temperature in the car, and his voice was low and dumb: "when it's time to sleep for a while, I'll call you."

She said well and closed her eyes.

Lan Yu stopped the car slowly at a red light in front. He took a blanket to cover it for her. His eyes fell on her gently. He didn't start the car until the green light.

When Fu Mingzhu woke up, she had arrived at the hospital. When she opened her eyes, her voice was a little dumb: "how long has Lan Yu been here?"

Lan Yu smiled: "I've only been here for a while. I didn't call you because you slept heavily."

She Oh, rubbed her eyes and sat up. Then she saw the blanket on her body. She felt some unspeakable warmth in her heart.

Lan Yu unfastened his seat belt. "OK, get off."

He got out of the car, opened the door for her, took the belt in one hand, took her out of the car in the other hand, and carefully helped her to Mrs. Lan's delivery room, an especially high-grade ward with pink walls, which was also specially warm and girlish, and old Lan was also particularly attentive.

Mrs. Lan was still weak after childbirth and leaned against the head of the bed, but the expression on her face was particularly gentle.

On the small bed next to her, a small ball of powder lay there. It looked very cute.

Lan Yu's eyes were straight, as if he had never seen them before. He stretched out his hand and picked up the small powder ball.

Mrs. LAN smiled, "baby, it's my brother."

Fu Mingzhu looked at Lan Yu holding the baby and gently reminded him: "you be light, you won't hold the baby."

"Who told me I wouldn't," Lan Yu said softly, kissing a small ball of flour. He felt like kissing on the clouds. It was soft like marshmallow. He thought silently in his heart that it was better for his daughter.

Although he has a little girl, Tang Mu is raised in the Tang family, and he can't bring her anytime.

Lan Yu thought and subconsciously looked at his wife's stomach... His eyes were a little complicated.