Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"No, I want to lie down for a while." She said with her eyes closed.

He looked at her face slightly red, and her long eyelashes still trembled, as if they had not calmed down.

Lan Yu felt a little proud and kissed her: "still comfortable?"

His face was in front of Fu Mingzhu. Fu Mingzhu opened her eyes and bit directly on his lip.

He didn't retreat, but kissed like this. The closer he kissed, the deeper he kissed. Finally, he couldn't help coming again.

After that, he was still seriously unsatisfied, but he didn't dare to do anything about her. He gently hugged her and soaked her in hot water. He didn't ask any questions he didn't forgive. A woman can make love with a man. There's no need to ask.

After soaking for a long time, he picked her up and put her in the warm quilt. They spent the next whole night together. Fu Mingzhu magically found that there was an prenatal education certificate here. After dinner, she lay in the quilt with her face in his arms. Lan Yu read her the story of the big gray wolf and the little white rabbit.

They are all people of the same age, but one speaks carefully and the other listens more carefully.

He finished a story and bowed his head: "sleep?"

"Speak again," she said, still resting on his shoulder and gently closing her eyes, "I want to sleep."

He reached out and knocked her on the head: "Fu Mingzhu, didn't you say you wanted prenatal education?"

"Hypnosis is also good." She smiled gently, put her arms around his neck and turned the book with one hand: "I want to hear the story of snow white."

Lan Yu stared at her and said, "Fu Mingzhu, how old are you this year?"

"In his early thirties." She lay on his shoulder and yawned. "Didn't you say I would always be your girl?"

Then buried in his arms, a slender finger drew a circle in his heart, "do you think I'm old again now?"

Lan Yu stretched out his hand to Momo's head and whispered, "naughty."

She enjoyed the feeling of being spoiled by him and closed her eyes: "so Lan Yu, you have to continue chasing me."

He turned the book and smiled bitterly: "don't let me catch up with seventy and eighty. I couldn't run at that time."

She smiled and faintly lost her voice. Later, she urged him to tell her a story. Lan Yu's voice was hoarse and nice. Later, she really fell asleep

Later, he put down his book, looked at her sleeping face and smiled: "good night, little girl."

Then he reached out and pinched her face: "delicate little girl!"

She was still asleep. He rubbed her little face for a while and finally lay down with her.

This evening, Fu Mingzhu had a dream that she and Lan Yu were walking in the snow. The world was white.

When she woke up, she slept alone in the bedroom. The people around her were gone and there was no temperature.

Fu Mingzhu sat up, gently stretched himself, then looked outside and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was really white outside.

The snow is piling up!

She smiled and walked barefoot to the terrace. Then she saw several snowmen piled up in the yard of the villa. Lan Yu was wearing a gray sweater and squatting to pile up a huge chinchilla.

In the yard, there is a snowman, a spotted dog and a rabbit

She was surprised. She stretched out her hand to open the window and called his name: "Lan Yu."

Lan Yu raised his eyes, smiled first, and then frowned: "the window is closed."