Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Mu pursed his lips. "Don't you have a meeting?"

He smiled gently, raised his hand, as if to caress Mo's face, but finally fell down again.

His voice was hoarse: "wait for a while."

His expression moved as he said this.

At the beginning, he returned home to take over Tang Zhuan and held countless overtime meetings. Tang Mu waited for him with his favorite food. She made it herself and waited for him in Tang Zhuan one night after another. What was he thinking at that time? He was wondering whether his feelings for her were just family feelings. He loved Zhang Shu.

At that time, Tang mu, who was only a teenager, thought about how to make him happy every day, how to make delicious food for him, and massage him when he came home.

Such feelings, he even lost.

When Tang Nianchen stood at the door, his eyes were wet. Andy was beside him and knew that he had touched the previous things, because Tang mu.

Andy whispered, "president Tang, the meeting will begin soon."

He made a deep sound, but turned his head and looked at the door of the suite.

Andy smiled: "president Tang, the future is long. Tang Mu is now in H city. It's OK."

Tang Nianchen looked at Andy and said after a while, "come and accompany her in an hour. She likes playing poker."

Andy said yes and they walked into the conference room together.

When Tang Nianchen finished the meeting, it was almost seven o'clock. Tang Mu had been impatient and wanted to go first, but Andy was on the side. She could only wait for him.

At seven o'clock, Tang Nianchen opened the door. Tang Mu was half lying on the sofa, hungry.

Andy is laughing: "Mr. Tang, Mumu has asked at least ten times whether you have finished the meeting."

This is very skillful, quietly narrowing the distance.

Tang Mu couldn't understand. He was still there. He was really hungry.

She has been able to eat since she was a child, but the strange thing is that she is not fat. She is always a small one and has no weight in her hand.

Tang Nianchen put his coat across his arm and stood in front of her. He wanted to hold her as in the past, but his fingers changed direction and pulled her hair: "I'm home."

He felt gentle when he said these three words.

Tang Mu was uncomfortable and avoided him, but he held out his hand to her and wanted to pull her up.

She thought for a moment and held his hand.

Just such contact, she still trembled and was finally caught by his warm palm.

"Andy, you just get off work. I'll take Tang Mu home. " He leaned over and said naturally.

Andy smiled: "OK, see you tomorrow, Mr. Tang."

She used to rub Tang Mu's short hair: "Mu Mu, go to play when you have time. The snacks in the tea room are good."

Tang Mu is a little embarrassed. Watching her leave, she thinks Andy misunderstood something?

When Andy left, she found that her hand was held by Tang Nianchen's hand. She gently pulled it away and whispered, "let's go too!"

She obviously escaped. Tang Nianchen understood in his heart and followed her with a slight smile.

This time he drove his own car. The moushan matched his temperament very well.

Tang Mu sat beside him and looked at the dark night outside without making a sound. He only bit his fingers occasionally.

"Hungry or not?" He handed her a cup, which turned out to be a thermos cup with milk tea.

The very hot one.

It's her favorite strawberry flavor.

Tang Mu opened it, smelled it and looked again.