Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

But at this moment, he secretly envied the man spoiled by Tang Yao.

When he was with Tang Yao, it was her appearance that had nothing to do with her talent.

In fact, Tang Yao is a very lovely girl. She really put down her figure with him.

When Tang Yao was with him, he never talked about work and was more coquettish.

After the breakup, there was more cynicism. Yes, she was right.

He is really hateful and really not worth her nostalgia!

Jiang Zhuo watched quietly, his fingers clenched into fists.

Just when he was distracted, the little nurse opened the door at once and said in surprise, "Sir, are you here again?"

The people in the ward looked over.

Tang Yao and Jiang Zhuo stared at each other for a long time and didn't speak to each other.

Shaoyang whispered: "Yao Yao, you talk."

He knew something about the couple's past, so he got up and called the nurse out.

Jiang Zhuo went in and stood by the hospital bed.

Tang Yao still leaned against the head of the bed and looked at him.

"How's it going?" Jiang Zhuo's voice was a little hoarse.

Tang Yao played with her fingernails and said, "is Jiang always coming personally, or because of business contacts? I don't see any flowers. It seems that it's a little too simple to see patients like this. "

He sat down. "Still angry? Blame me for leaving you in the hotel? "

"No." Tang Yao smiled: "President Jiang has done his utmost. How dare I ask too much?"

Jiang Zhuo breathed out a long breath, "you don't have to talk like this."

"That's what I say to men who don't matter." Tang Yao's voice was floating. Then she lay down and pulled up the quilt: "I don't want to see you. Go out."

Facing her like this, Jiang Zhuo felt powerless. He paused for a moment and his voice was low. "I just want to see how you are, Yaoyao. Don't be so capricious."

She still covered her head.

He continued: "you can't be a lover, at least you're still a friend."

Tang Yao pulled down the quilt, looked at him and said softly, "from the beginning, you know the end, don't you? How big is your face, Jiang Zhuo? I think I will treat you as a friend? "

She smiled gently: "maybe you still have some nostalgia for my body. After all, you can't meet you with a small local dog. You can spend money to buy it. Don't pretend to be affectionate in front of me, which makes me sick."

Jiang Zhuo's face was a little ugly. After all, he was not a weak and talkative little white face. He thought he had been low to her. He was sorry for her, but isn't that the same thing between men and women?

It's just a game. She's just taking it too seriously.

He got up with a restrained voice: "take good care of yourself and don't be capricious in the future."

Don't take Tang Yao's face aside. Her eyes are red.

Jiang Zhuo saw it and said nothing!

When he left, Tang Yao threw a pillow: "asshole!"

In less than half an hour, the express brother in the ward sent flowers and fruit baskets. There was no name. It should be sent by Jiang Zhuo.

Shaoyang looked at Tang Yao: "if you don't accept it, I'll give it to the nurse."

He picked up the flowers again, "white roses!"

Tang Yao covered his head: "take it away. Who wants his smelly things? Don't let him in later. Shaoyang, I hate him."[ Two more chapters at eight ~ ~]