Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She knows what she's doing. She's trying to accept it.

Shaoyang also knew that they didn't say anything.

It's so light. She sometimes goes out to talk about work during the day. She goes home to clean up and nod and cook in the afternoon. He usually comes back at more than six o'clock in the evening and takes the subway.

His surgery is often full. He is very tired when he comes back. Sometimes he even goes to sleep first. When he gets up at eight or nine o'clock, Tang Mu is working. Then he washes his face and eats together. Sometimes he will watch a star, chat and drink tea together.

Shaoyang is very busy. He is doing a research on surgery. Tang Mu also has a job, so they live together, but the intersection is only a few hours in the evening. He takes her out to dinner on weekends, but they still work separately in the evening. Tang Mu likes such a stress free life.

She can no longer afford to be spoiled like that.

Shaoyang is trying to approach. She knows and she accepts it.

At this time, facing Tang Nianchen, she also frankly told him that she lived in Shaoyang.

She said, her arm was caught by him, and then he took two steps forward. His voice was low and heavy, "what do you mean by staying with him?"

As he spoke, there was a touch of red under his eyes.

Tang Mu struggled hard, but he couldn't break away. He held her hand so hard that she could almost hear the sound of hand bone friction. She was stunned and remembered the news she saw not long ago. He crashed, the day she returned to H city.

She couldn't open it. Instead, her back was sweating. She bit her teeth, "Tang Nianchen, let me go."

"Why? Tell me what happened to you and Shaoyang." When he pulled, she fell into his arms. He leaned and his voice fell on her ear: "Tang mu, you know I'm waiting for you."

Tang Mu was in a trance. After being in a trance for a long time, she raised her exquisite little face, "are you waiting for me? Am I going to accept it? Tang Nianchen, we've already finished... "

She was even more in a trance: "from the day you sent me to England."

He stared at her, "Tang mu, we can start over."

"Mr. Tang can start over with himself or Zhang Shu, but I... Don't want to do it anymore." She pursed her lips and smiled. "I'm doing well now."

His eyes were even more red. "Tang mu, did you sleep with him?"

If so, he... Clenched his fingers.

Her face was a little pale, which was the pain in her heart. After miscarriage, she suffered from a crowd disorder, especially the touch with men. After a long period of treatment, she was much better.

He asked now. The dark things in her heart seemed to pour out. She tightened her lips and didn't say a word.

And her silence, in his view, seemed to be acquiescence.

He was so angry that he lost his mind.

Tang Nianchen, who has always been noble and elegant, always folded Tang mu in his arms like crazy. He locked her with his arms and didn't let her move. As soon as he bowed his head, he sealed her low cry, rolling hot and lingering, which was extremely fierce.

His arms almost seemed to break her, and his lips seemed to burn her away.

Tang Mu was so scared that he still struggled hard, but the more she struggled, he held her in one hand and held her very roughly. She cried and begged for mercy in his mouth vaguely: "brother, please... Let me go..."