Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Maybe five years, ten years..." his voice was low, with a touch of rare tenderness, just like the night, very different from his previous strong possession.

Tang Yao was calm and lowered her eyes. "Jiang Zhuo, do you know that you are selfish?"

He asked her if she wanted to wait for him, five or ten years, and wait for him to rise again.

Tang Yao smiled, "Jiang Zhuo, do you think no one wants me? You're down now for Huang Yunling. You have to wait, and you should let her wait, shouldn't you? "

Then she got up and said, "I'm going back."

Having been in bed once really doesn't mean anything. It's like being bitten by a dog.

When Tang Yao got out of bed, Jiang Zhuo grabbed her arm and said, "wait for me?"

"Don't wait." Tang Yao said firmly that he didn't care about going into the bathroom without clothes.

Turn on the hot water and wash her body. The hot water makes her more comfortable, although she is still tired.

Jiang Zhuo also came in and hugged her from behind without saying anything.

"I don't want it anymore," Tang Yao said softly, washing herself clean. "Let go of Jiang Zhuo."

He didn't let go, but he still hugged her.

"We have no future." She said a little ruthlessly, then pushed him away and went out.

Put on your clothes, take out the checkbook from your bag, write a set of numbers, tear it down and give it to him: "here you are."

At one go, very skilled.

Jiang Zhuo bowed his head.

The check says a million.

He frowned, and then said lazily, "I'm worth a million a night?"

Tang Yao is already wearing shoes, "yes, so President Jiang can find another way out after he goes bankrupt."

Jiang Zhuo held her: "it's too late."

"You take me back? Or I'll call the family driver. " Tang Yao is firm.

Jiang Zhuo frowned deeper. After a while, he whispered, "I'll send it."

Tang Yao waited for him at the door. He went back to his room and changed his clothes. When he came out, he held the car key in his hand.

"Let's go," he looked at her deeply and opened the door.

Tang Yao followed him out and both of them were silent when they were in the elevator.

When the air was frozen, Tang Yao looked at the scarlet letter bored.

She jumped one by one, her eyes blurred.

When the elevator came to the first floor, she was relieved and wanted to go out.

The waist was taken for a while, and Jiang Zhuo's body covered over. Her hand was caught by him and buckled on her head. He kissed her fiercely, as if venting some emotion.

At the end of the kiss, Tang Yao opened her eyes, still stuck to the elevator wall and smiled: "Jiang Zhuo, we really don't belong to the same world."

Jiang Zhuo's eyes are very deep. I don't know what he's thinking.

For a long time, he reached out and held her hand. His voice was hoarse: "OK, go back."

He took her out. Tang Yao looked down at the hand he held, bit his lip and didn't tear it away.

As she thought, it was the last time.

When she got on Jiang Zhuo's car, she knew that this ten million level car would also be auctioned off.

Because of Jiang Zhuo's poor capital turnover, it's not easy to retire this time. What makes him like this is her brother Tang Nianchen, and he wants her to wait for him.

It's ridiculous.

In the car, it was so quiet that no one made a sound.

He turned on the music, played soothing songs and kept taking her home.

When the car stopped and Tang Yao wanted to open the door, the door couldn't open and was locked by him.

"Tang Yao, you'd better not get married, or you'll cheat." His voice was low.