Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu Mingzhu can see his black head as soon as he lowers his head.

She smiled gently and said in a low voice, "I'm not hard. What if you don't want me one day?"

She reached out and gently stroked his scalp, "Lanyu, it's good. I admit I used your resources. You're not a fool. We take what we need, okay? Don't give me too much pressure, and don't ask too much. I can't afford and don't want to give. "

Lan Yu buried his face and smiled reluctantly for a long time: "OK. I won't force you. "

For two or three months, he thought, she would soften up.

After all, they have feelings, have been husband and wife, and have children.

When he said so, she smiled slightly.

"Dinner." His voice is very light, with the softness of the night.

He pulled her over to dinner, just like in the past. She didn't resist, just like in the past.

It's what she likes to eat. It's nutritious and not greasy. It can be seen that he has made efforts to make people prepare.

He has been trying to please her, Fu Mingzhu knows.

In the past, Lan Yu had a bad temper and often threw his face away, but now he is always accommodating, that is, he is particularly angry, and the next day will be the same as before.

Her mood is complicated. She doesn't want him to——

Lan Yu inadvertently said, "I won't talk about business at home in the future."

Fu Mingzhu didn't make a sound, but ate silently——

She doesn't care whether there will be women in the future, but during her stay, she doesn't want to share a man with others.

After dinner, she wanted to go upstairs with her suitcase. She brought back her notebook. She had to work later.

Lan Yu helped her with her luggage. He wanted to help her pack, but he was refused.

"You're busy yourself. I'll do it myself!" She whispered and opened the suitcase.

Lan Yu frowned: "did you bring your notebook back?"

"Well, I'll work later." She looked up at him and said, "will I affect you?"

Lan Yu held his temper: "yes!"

He added, "you will affect my sexual happiness."

Fu Mingzhu frowned, "if you really want..."

He came forward, put his hand over her lips and warned, "Fu Mingzhu, if you dare to say to me that you are looking for another woman, I promise you will regret it."

Her eyes were fixed on him, and he let go of her. His expression was still not very good-looking.

Fu Mingzhu continued to pack up and said quietly, "I mean, if you want, we can finish my work."

She was hanging her clothes in the wardrobe when Lan Yu hugged her waist from behind.

As soon as she froze, she asked softly, "do you want it now?"

Lan Yu's face was put in her neck, and his voice was low and dumb. "Do you have to do work?"

His hand was across her waist. There was no irregularity, just hugging.

She gave a well.

He was unwilling to take a bite in her neck, and then put it close to her neck: "you are only willing to live with me for the project of the hotel, and you are willing to let me touch it, aren't you?"

She was held by him and couldn't move. For a moment, her voice was very light and said, "Lan Yu, you know."

His face was buried, and his voice was very deep: "although you are hateful, I still can't bear it."

Then he took a long breath, "use my study. Don't nest on the sofa."