Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu Mingzhu beat him angrily: "strong words are unreasonable."

He didn't pay attention to her fancy fist and embroidered legs, grabbed her hand and chewed, "aren't you angry? In fact, Meng Xue has never had anything to do with me. I don't like her. What kind of vinegar do you eat? "

Fu Mingzhu bit her lip and looked at him: "I'm not jealous. I'm worried about you."

She looked at him with some worry in her eyes.

Lan Yu was stunned for a moment, then he held her in his arms with a low sigh and gently put his chin on her shoulder: "I'm fine, don't worry, huh? In city B, no one can move me. "

Fu Mingzhu felt his temperature and whispered for a long time: "I don't understand that, but I also know in my heart that you are playing with fire and doing dangerous things because you offend too many people."

Lan Yu's heart was soft. He still held her tightly, even with his body and arms.

He said in a low voice, "Pearl, it will offend people, but some things must be done by someone. If you don't do it and I don't do it, what will it look like? Do you think so? "

His voice was deeper: "I've seen so many brothers die in Yunnan. They can't even go home if they are buried there. There's no name on the monument. What's their sacrifice for? Don't they know the danger and what they're facing?"

His face rested on her shoulder and his voice was deep. "I want those people to pay for their blood."

His voice has choked. Fu Mingzhu has seen him too many faces. His fragile side is the first time.

He was born so well that he almost called the wind and rain and wanted everything, but he took such a road.

Fu Mingzhu was in a complicated mood for a moment. Lan Yu held her face and asked softly, "are you afraid of Mingzhu?"

She shook her head.

He smiled. "I won't let you do anything. Trust me."

She nodded.

Lan Yu kneaded her face and said, "fool."

After a while, his fingers went down again and smiled: "fool, this is it."

Fu Mingzhu smiled and approached him with a low voice, "Lanyu, you protect me and I protect our children."

She looked up in his arms, "do what you love. Here, I am."

Lan Yu's voice became a little hoarse: "are you not angry or jealous?"

She shook her head. "Meng Xue came to beg for mercy. What am I jealous of?"

Lan Yu stroked Mo's chin and suddenly said, "but I still think you look cute when you're jealous."

Fu Mingzhu was so angry that he pinched him: "Lan Yu, you bastard."

He laughed and was very happy. She didn't seem to see him so happy for a long time, so she put her finger close to him and gently scratched his heart: "has the matter been solved?"

"Well, half of it was successful, and the other half was the Frenchman named Andre. When he heard about the shooting, his wife Nicole was frightened and rubbed her skin, so she was particularly angry. It's hard. " Lan Yu said, stretching: "if you don't say this, there will always be a way. Get up and eat! Today, I'm going to have dinner with my little cute. Of course, Fu Mingzhu, the little cute I said is our child, not you, so don't get me wrong and be amorous. "

He wanted to pull her up, but Fu Mingzhu didn't get up for a long time. Instead, he pulled his sleeve.