Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

The banquet continued. Tang Yao blew a cold wind on the terrace and felt more comfortable.

When Jiang Zhuo came over, he saw her standing on the edge of the terrace, holding the railing, her face slightly tilted back, and she closed her eyes.

The night wind blew and blew the hair on her shoulders.

She is so beautiful that the night is much softer.

Jiang Zhuo stared at her greedily, not sparing a trace.

He wanted to hug her. Even a hug was enough to make him feel satisfied.

However, this is an extravagant hope in the end.

He can only look up at her like this and silently recall that she once belonged to him.

His face tightened and he breathed deeply, "Yao Yao."

Tang Yao suddenly turned back.

Jiang Zhuo?

He looked at her and smiled, "are you here, too?"

She said, "where's Huang Yunling?"

Jiang Zhuo went aside, took two glasses of red wine and handed it to her. Tang Yao shook her head and said, "it's inconvenient for me to drink."

When she finished, he almost understood, looked at it in a daze, and then smiled bitterly: "pregnant?"

Tang Yao just smiled and didn't deny it.

Deny it again, it's a little hypocritical.

Jiang Zhuo held the cup in his hand. Although it was cold, he felt colder.

Holding his finger, he slowly put back a cup and slowly drank his own cup of wine.

After drinking about half, he whispered, "congratulations."

Tang Yao smiled, "thank you. By the way, where's Huang Yunling? Why don't you see her?"

"She and Jiang Fan went abroad." Jiang Zhuo said hoarsely, "I don't want them to stay here. It's not safe."

Tang Yao nodded, "that's right."

After talking about this, there seems to be nothing to say between them. There is a delicate atmosphere in the air.

Tang Yao pursed her lower lip and spoke slowly: "I'll go and see Yazhan."

Jiang Zhuo nodded and said yes.

But when Tang Yao walked past him, he suddenly stretched out his hand to stop her: "Tang Yao."

"Huh?" She had to stop and look at him quietly.

Jiang Zhuo's voice was bitter: "is he nice to you?"

Tang Yao lowered her eyes, raised it again with a half ring, looked at Jiang Zhuo and sighed: "Jiang Zhuo is very kind to me."

He said again, as if to himself.

Later, he reached out and gently touched his pocket, as if to take out cigarettes. He remembered that smoking was forbidden here. She was pregnant again. He gave up. There was nothing good to think about. Finally, he put down his hand.

From beginning to end, Tang Yao looked at him like that.

For a long time, he smiled bitterly and opened his body.

When Tang Yao passed by, he whispered, "be happy, Yao Yao."

Tang Yao's eyes slipped with an unspeakable meaning. She bit her lips and said, "you too, Jiang Zhuo."

When she left, his eyes were full of nostalgia.

In his life, Jiang Zhuo only liked a woman, a fairy, Tang Yao.

But regret is useless.

Huang Yunling and Jiang Fan were better when they lived there before. Now he lives alone. Although Tang Yao has left for a long time, he will still remember her when she was there.

Tang Yao said and looked at him deeply.

They used to have only each other in their hearts, but at this moment, she fell in love with others and wanted to have children for other men, and he was married. It was not suitable for them to say anything else.

It's very inappropriate to spend more time alone.

Jiang Zhuo smiled bitterly and let her go.