Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Jiang Zhuo took her to the apartment where they had lived for several months and revisited their old dreams.

Tang Yao was unwilling and struggled desperately, but he couldn't break away. His strength was amazing.

Finally, he succeeded, many times

Later, Tang Yao couldn't tell whether she was resisting or pandering. She only remembered the ups and downs and the whole night.

Just when she was fully awake, she lay in bed and the night wind blew in through the window.

It's a little comfortable and cool. It was too hot before.

She lay on her stomach, her whole body seemed to have been torn down, and she didn't want to move at all.

In the night wind, there was a smell of tobacco. She knew that Jiang Zhuo didn't leave.

It's still dark around. She doesn't want to face him. She thinks he doesn't want her to see it

Tang Yao didn't speak, but Jiang Zhuo said, "are you awake? I made a snack in the kitchen. You get up and eat. "

She is still silent.

Jiang Zhuo pinched his cigarette and squatted in front of her. He stretched out his fingers and gently stroked her face. "I have to go. The plane will be in an hour."

Tang Yao buried her face in the pillow and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Last time." She whispered, "I won't come here in the future."

Jiang Zhuo frowned. For a moment, he whispered, "today is my birthday."

Tang Yao was stunned.

He smiled bitterly, got up and walked towards the door, "I don't necessarily have time to come back. I remember to eat alone."

"Jiang Zhuo." She suddenly called his name loudly. She sat up and hugged herself. Her voice was hoarse: "I won't wait for you! You're not worth waiting. "

Her voice dropped again, as if she had heard it: "I hate you."

Jiang Zhuo's body stiffened for a long time before he slowly went out. The door outside opened and closed.

The sound of opening and closing seemed to knock on Tang Yao's heart.

Some acid, some pain.

She held herself in the dark for a long time. She didn't get up until her body became cold. She stood by the window and looked at the direction of the airport in the distance.

One plane after another sailed far away, and one took Jiang Zhuo to the United States.

She suddenly covered her face and didn't want to think.

She went to the head of the bed and began to turn on all the lights here, from the bedroom to the dressing room, bathroom, and then to the outside, all the lights were turned on... There was no one inside except her.

Jiang Zhuo left, leaving nothing but a supper.

Tang Yao sat down and ate quietly.

He never thought about what she wanted. He said to go, time and time again.

Every time, she leaves after sleeping.

He knew she hated him and missed him. She didn't know how there was such a cruel man. What did he regard her as?

Tang Yao closed her eyes, her nose and lips were trembling, and then her tears fell into the bowl one by one.

She seldom shed tears, but every time it was for Jiang Zhuo.

For a man who is not worth it

This night, Tang Yao didn't tell anyone that she still went to work, but she never came to this apartment again. She chose to live in the old house, first to accompany Tang Mu and second to meditate.

Days passed quickly. When Tang Mu's stomach was five months old, Tang Yao suddenly found that her holiday was ten days late.

Standing in the bathroom, she suddenly remembered her love more than a month ago.

She was slightly drunk and forgot contraception at all, and Jiang Zhuo should not.