Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He pulled over to the side of the road, gently touched her face with one hand and kissed her

Tang Yao was surprised at first, and then naturally closed her eyes. Her hands were nowhere to put. Finally, she gently hugged his neck and gently pressed the muscle behind his neck.

And his muscles suddenly tightened again.

After kissing for a long time, I got back on the road and opened a very famous club in H city.

Night doesn't begin until ten o'clock in the evening.

His coats were all left in the car. He went in with Tang Yao in a long black dress and chose a group of seats against the wall. Tang Yao couldn't drink. He ordered her a glass of mixed juice and asked for a glass of mixed wine himself.

He took a shallow drink and smiled, "turn around and drive."

Tang Yao just looked at him, hummed softly, and then watched the performance by herself.

This club will have singers singing every night. Although it is not the most famous, there will be guest stars from time to time. To put it bluntly, it is for livelihood. Of course, there are hot dancers performing, so this club is very popular.

But this is just the tip of the iceberg. Most of the people playing on the first floor are lovers and girlfriends. They usually focus on the box upstairs... Pan Yazhan, as a male senior manager of a large company, is naturally clear, but of course he wisely doesn't mention it.

He accompanied Tang Yao to watch the performance. Because there was air conditioning inside, she wore a skirt, so she naturally leaned against his shoulder. He held her hand to keep warm... The light was dark, and he couldn't help kissing her when it was natural. Fortunately, the atmosphere here was beautiful, which was not surprising.

What Jiang Zhuo saw was such a picture.

He watched quietly, watching Tang Yao lean against pan Yazhan's arms and be kissed by a man with his head up.

She was not forced because she held pan Yazhan in her hand.

That scene, very beautiful, but also very dazzling.

Jiang Zhuo's assistant Downey didn't see such a meal and said without winking, "Mr. Jiang?"

This awakened pan Yazhan and Tang Yao. He felt that Tang Yao's body was a little stiff. Pan Yazhan patted her on the shoulder lazily, and then raised his eyes to say hello to Jiang Zhuo: "what a coincidence."

Tang Yao is still in his arms, his body is still stiff, and his breath is sprayed on his heart, a little numb.

Pan Yazhan's mood is also somewhat complex, but he is still calm.

Jiang Zhuo is not alone. In addition to his assistant Downey, there are Mingfei and the managers of two clubs.

Mingfei also saw Tang Yao, so she was very close to Jiang Zhuo and smiled: "what a coincidence, is Jiang Zhuo your friend? I seem to have seen it in the mall last time. "

Jiang Zhuo gave a sound and looked at Tang Yao with burning eyes.

Tang Yao came out of Pan Yazhan's arms and looked up at Jiang Zhuo and the imperial concubine beside him.

Princess Ming's hand was wearing a pink diamond ring that didn't match her temperament. Tang Yao knew where it came from. She smiled briefly, "it's Mr. Qiao Jiang. Do you want to sit?"

Jiang Zhuo recalled the scene of her kissing with pan Yazhan. His Adam's Apple moved gently, and then whispered, "No."

He and pan Yazhan nodded and left with the party.

Tang Yao was not in the mood and gently leaned on Pan Yazhan's shoulder: "sorry to disturb your good mood."

He smiled and pinched her face. "Sit a little longer and go."

She raised her eyes and he smiled, "a little care, more blame yourself..."