Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

An hour later, Fu Mingzhu and Fu ran put on bathrobes and stood side by side in front of the French window of the presidential suite on the top floor of the Tang brick hotel.

Looking at everything around, she looked at Fu ran: "is this what you call the top suite? Living here, I feel like I'm working! "

Fu ran, holding a glass of red wine in her hand, turned her head and smiled at Fu Mingzhu: "I just brought you here to show you what you have, not just what you think. Mingzhu, mom and Dad give you this name, just hope you are as dazzling as a pearl, and your life is never dependent on a man."

Her hand lay flat on Fu Mingzhu's shoulder: "Mingzhu, get better quickly."

Fu Mingzhu looked down at the wine in the cup and said, "Fu ran, I won't let myself down."

Fu ran smiled again: "another reason for drinking in another place is that I'm afraid we're drunk. After all, in Lanyu's territory, I'm afraid he'll endure it for a long time. At that time... Mingzhu, you know what I mean, divorced couples had better not have physical entanglement unless you still have hope for him."

Fu Mingzhu shook her head鈥?No more. "

She raised her head and said softly, "Fu ran, I'm not such a silly woman. I know what I want from Shao Zuming. I thought I was cold enough, but Lan Yu appeared."

She held the cup and drank slowly: "I broke the bottom line again and again, but this time I didn't break it. I won't forgive a man who abandoned me. He is not my boyfriend. He is my husband. After two years of separation, when I miss him day and night and worry about him, he didn't want me to return to him, but drive away. I won't think about those excuses and reasons, because excuses themselves are excuses. "

Fu ran patted her gently, "I understand."

They looked at the night scene outside, occasionally touched the cup and smiled at each other.

Fu Mingzhu whispered: "I lost my feelings, but I still have a lot of family and wealth."

She said, gently holding Fu ran in her arms, with a hoarse voice: "Ranran, I'm glad to have you."

Fu ran gently leaned against her shoulder and her eyes were wet. For a long time, she smiled gently, "Fu Mingzhu, don't talk so numb, or I'll cry. Really, I'll cry."

She raised her eyes. "Will you coax me? If you coax me, I will cry. "

Fu Mingzhu shook her head and smiled, gently pumping her: "they are the mothers of several children. They are still spoiled. Go back and scatter with Tang Yao."

Fu ran hugged her waist and looked like a scoundrel.

Fu Mingzhu bowed her head: "it's really sprinkled. Are you ashamed, Fu ran? I'll tell you in your early thirties."

Fu ran smiled, "I'm in my early thirties, and I'm younger than you!"

Fu Mingzhu: MMP.

Fu ran returned home early the next day. The Fu Garden where they live now is a gift from Tang Yao. He is very good to her now, especially good.

She thought to herself, he dare not be nice to her!

He went back lightly. He went to see some children first. Then he carefully opened the door of the master bedroom with high heels and wanted to go back secretly. I hope Tang Yao didn't wake up.

In the master bedroom, the morning light came in through the white curtains and looked very soft.

Tang Yao was still sleeping. A wisp of black hair appeared between the white pillows. Fu ran was relieved!

[today is over. Ask for a ticket ~ ~]