Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Yao stared at him.

"I'm serious." Jiang Zhuo's fingers gently stroked her face: "do what you say... You are mine all your life."

"You dream." Tang Yao Leng hum.

Then she patted the door to let him open, and Jiang Zhuo opened the door to let her leave.

Tang Yao took a few steps. He called her behind him.

She heard him say softly behind her, "Tang Yao, I love you."

Tang Yao's body froze. She almost trembled, and her hand couldn't hold the bag in her hand.

She restrained herself, slowly turned back and looked at him.

She smiled, but there was a splash of water in her eyes.

She said, "don't you think it's a little late, Jiang Zhuo?"

Jiang Zhuo still sat in the car and looked at her quietly.

He used to be very close to happiness. He gave up having a woman like Tang Yao.

Tang Yao is 26 years old. He doesn't know how many years she can be single.

But now he is really not qualified to let her be with him, and he and self-esteem are not allowed.

He didn't say anything more. He stared quietly for a while before he said, "go in."

Tang Yao turned slowly, walked slowly into the Tang family's mansion and walked out of Jiang Zhuo's sight.

Jiang Zhuo didn't leave immediately, but opened the door and got off. He stood in the dark and quietly looked at the direction Tang Yao left.

He took out a cigarette and lit it. His breath was repressed and restrained.

He didn't catch up with her with all his strength, told her not to go, told her to stay, and said he could ignore everything, even if he went to carry her.

But in front of such a gorgeous villa, Jiang Zhuo could not say such words that he did not know the greatness of heaven and earth. He just endured and let the pain of his heart fill his body.

Until I couldn't see her.

When Tang Yao returned home, it was almost five o'clock and there was some light in the sky. She thought everyone in her family was asleep, so she quietly opened the door and quietly wanted to go upstairs.

But just wanted to go upstairs, the lights in the hall came on with a brush.

Xiao Tang always sits quietly on the sofa, his clothes are neat, and he looks like he hasn't slept all night.

Tang Yao coughed softly, "brother, why don't you sleep."

Mr. Tang casually took a magazine aside and turned it over: "I'm waiting for you."

"Where have you been?" He then said, and took a picture of the position around him: "Tang Mu said that I don't care about you recently. Let me care more."

Tang Yao greets Tang Mu's blue father in her heart, and then slowly goes over and sits down. When Xiao Tang is always angry, her sister is also very afraid of him.

When she sat down, Tang Nianchen took the phone and dialed the guard's phone: "go and see if Jiang always left. If not, invite him over for a cup of coffee."

Tang Yao was stunned, reached out and pressed the phone: "brother!"

"Tang Yao." Xiao Tang always called her name, indicating that he was really angry. "You came back in the middle of the night. If you were with Lin huaifeng, I wouldn't say anything, but I don't understand you and Jiang Zhuo. Didn't you break up? He forced you?"

"No." Tang Yao's voice was very low: "it's just... It's sunny all night."

"So open." General Tang's eyes fell on her neck, full of kiss marks.

In his eyes, he was more annoyed. He pushed her hand away, and then his voice was hoarse: "look at her."

Tang Yao wanted to chase her out, but immediately two bodyguards in black pressed her on the sofa. "Miss, I'm sorry."