Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He stood beside her. He couldn't see everything. His world was still dark.

Fu Mingzhu was the only thing he could grasp at this time, and now her words stimulated him. Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand, grabbed her, picked her up and put her on the flow table.

She bowed her head condescending. "What do you want to do?"

Lan Yu's heart fluctuated violently, and his black eyes were stained with an unknown emotion, some crazy, and then he bowed his head under her frightened eyes.

"Lan Yu!" She screamed and then grabbed his hair to stop him.

But he is very firm and calm as an animal

Fu Mingzhu wondered if she was going to scratch his hair bald. Mingming was so painful that why didn't he let go?

She closed her eyes gently and her voice was broken: "Lan Yu, I will hate you."

Then, she exhausted all her strength, almost hysterical: "I really hate you!"

However, she still can't escape the feeling he gives her, and she is still controlled by him... Again and again.

When everything calmed down, she was embarrassed. What she succumbed to was not him, but her own jade hope.

Her body leaned against the cold mirror and stared at him who was also embarrassed: "can Mr. LAN only rely on this now?"

Her tone of voice, some smoke and flattery, but it is not seduction, but ridicule.

She reached out and found a box of cigarettes and lighters on the washstand. She lit one and sat there smoking without tidying up her clothes.

Lan Yu stood up quietly. His pretty face was full of depression. Just now he just made her comfortable. He didn't.

From beginning to end, he seems to be lying to himself. As long as he doesn't enjoy it, he doesn't force her. He lets her enjoy it, although the process... He thinks of it, he feels a little abnormal.

He smelled the smoke and squinted, "you smoke again."

She still leaned there, took two strong breaths and said irritably, "I want to take a bath."

He was surprised that she didn't make trouble with him. Fu Mingzhu knew what he was thinking. She walked back to the bedroom with smoke in her slender fingers and bare feet. She didn't find her bag. Then she took out a few hundred from his wallet and put them in his palm: "I'll call a duck."

With that, she went straight into the bathroom, and Lan Yu's face was livid.

He waited on her several times. Is it worth the money?

Fu Mingzhu sneered: "in the future, you can also learn a blind massage. It is a promising career."

His handsome face was full of indignation, and she took a shower and put on her own clothes.

Although the night was deep, she didn't intend to stay for the night. She went to him, put on her high heels and said quietly, "give me my bag!"

"At secretary Lin's place, she slept." There was no expression on his face.

Fu Mingzhu suddenly became angry. "You call her up."

Lan Yu frowned: "the Secretary will have a rest, too."

"Your ex-wife is not responsible for warming your bed, is she?" She said in a cold voice, "if you don't call, I'll call the police."

Lan Yu's eyes were towards her. He couldn't see her, but he could imagine that she was very angry.

She just pretended not to care.

His thin lips spit out a few words: "8228, her room number, you dial."

Fu Mingzhu bit her lip: "I dialed you and said to her."

She talked to secretary Lin in the middle of the night. What is it.