Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

But when she was held by Pan Yazhan, they matched so well.

He finally admitted that in this world, besides Jiang Zhuo, there were men who could afford her happiness.

Jiang Zhuo sat alone in the apartment, smoking quietly.

He put out all the lights. Maybe he didn't want anyone to see his watery eyes. He didn't want others to know that Jiang Zhuo had weaknesses and concerns.

Jiang Zhuo sat in the darkness of the apartment for a while.

On this night, a villa is warm.

Tang Yao was absent-minded when she came back. She stood in front of the French window on the first floor and looked at the rainy night outside.

On her shoulder, she was carefully covered with a sweater. She turned her head and saw pan Yazhan.

"Nini is asleep." He smiled slightly and touched her hair: "Why are you standing here all the time? It's a little cold at night."

Tang Yao shook her head: "OK, it's not too cold."

Then he caught his hand, and then he said, "it's not cold, your hands are frozen."

Tang Yao just wanted to draw back his hand. He had let go and poured a cup of hot water to warm her hand.

She said thank you, holding the cup in her hand and still looking out.

Pan Yazhan stood beside her. After a long time, he said low, "you saw Jiang Zhuo today, didn't you?"

She turned her head and was surprised.

"Don't ask me why, you know?" He smiled slightly.

Tang Yao turned her head. "You can't follow me. You're not so boring and I'm not so important."

Pan Yazhan smiled: "thank you for your affirmation. In addition, you are not as unimportant as you think."

His hand gently hugged her shoulder, but soon let go: "we are family."

Tang Yao turned her head and looked at him quietly.

He smiled: "what's the matter? I doubt my intentions."

Tang Yao smiled and said nothing.

He patted her on the shoulder: "go to bed early. Although I don't go to work tomorrow, my mother will come and have to deal with it together."

Tang Yao thought of something and frowned: "your mother, come here, we... Are we going to pretend to sleep in a room?"

"What do you say?" He smiled softly, "otherwise, you'll make my mother think it's hard for me to come back. I don't even have a personality life?"

Tang Yao couldn't help but say, "Yazhan!"

Pan Yazhan smiled again. "Let's practice tonight."

Then he dragged her upstairs to the master bedroom.

She came in quickly and closed the door... She was butted against the door panel by him.

Tang Yao is still not nervous.

If she knew that he had no girlfriend and no woman for months, she wouldn't be so relaxed.

She just thought he was joking.

"Yazhan, you still sleep in the guest room tonight." She couldn't help saying.

He stared into her eyes“ My mother gets up early. I want to sleep a little longer, or you want me to get into your quilt early in the morning? "

Tang Yao stared at him.

Pan Yazhan's voice slowed down and was very gentle: "Tang Yao, let me accompany you. At least two people won't be so uncomfortable."

When he finished, Tang Yao's nose was sour.

She held back, unwilling to show weakness, unwilling to be sad in front of him.

Finally, he held her in his arms and put her face on his shoulder.

She cried, he knew.

Since she got married and had children, she had never cried in front of him. Only at the moment of giving birth to Nini, she couldn't help calling Jiang Zhuo's name.