Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Mu patted him away. He smiled and leaned over: "I'll send you back later, but it's OK to live here. Just cook for me. Take care of Shaoyang as you take care of me... I promise I won't touch you."

Tang Mu's face was hot and wronged. He was so hateful.

But like a little marshmallow, she couldn't get angry because she had drugged him.

Eat silently, silent.

Tang Nianchen's voice was a little hoarse: "really angry?"

"Can you stop talking?" She couldn't help saying.

He smiled, did not speak, and ate with her.

Tang Mu washed the bowl because she thought she had eaten a meal here for nothing. After washing, she would go back and ask him for clothes.

Xiao Tang was half lying on the sofa with a very faint voice: "Oh, didn't you throw your clothes into the dustbin?"

Tang Mu sat opposite him: "that can't be worn."

"Oh." His eyes still fell on the TV and occasionally stepped down, indicating that he was not paying attention at all. After a while, he glanced and found that she was still babbling at him.

He smiled again. "What's the matter?"

Tang Mu was angry, but she didn't attack. She was not his little girl before.

It's just a woman who accidentally slept with him. She told herself that she was bitten. It's nothing.

Looking at her, Tang Nianchen smiled gently and stepped down: "if you don't have clothes to wear, don't go. This one is good. It opens as soon as you pull it."

Tang Mu was so angry that he ran into the bedroom to find his clothes. Anyway, as long as he could block his body.

She opened the door of a group of dressing cabinets. She thought all she saw would be suits and ties, but she was stunned when she opened it.

It's all women's clothes.

She stayed for a moment and thought to herself, did Sister Zhang Shu put it here at that time?

Just thinking, the waist was held by a pair of strong arms. Then, the warm breath was sprayed on her neck, and the hoarse voice smiled, "it's wishful thinking again, isn't it? Don't you look at the size? Zhang Shu wears 175. These clothes are worn by 160 dwarfs. "

When he finished, Tang Mu blew up, "what's a 160 dwarf? I have 162, okay?"

She forgot to push him away and to reject his closeness.

Xiao Tang always turned her around and put her in front of him. "Kissing is difficult, not a dwarf. What is it?"

Tang Mu was so angry that he tiptoed over and kissed the ground to prove that he was not a dwarf.

But after kissing, she regretted it and looked at him.

Tang Nianchen's eyes were deep, stared at her for a while, and smiled: "it seems not too short."

He picked out a suit of clothes from the wardrobe and prepared them from the inside to the outside.

"It's all washed and can be worn directly." He finished with her and went out first with good manners.

Tang Mu hugged his clothes and made a face at his back. Then he looked at his clothes and was in a daze.

A cabinet of clothes are hers, and they are still the style she wears now, but there will also be skirts. Now he gives her skirts.

Tang Mu changed into a dark blue shirt and trousers. Outside was a brown thin wool coat. She chose a pair of colored small white shoes. It was not abrupt, but also very beautiful and convenient.