Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Yao took two steps, raised her eyes and saw pan Yazhan standing right in front, silently watching her and Jiang Zhuo.

She was cluttering in her heart. She didn't know how long he had been there. Of course, she wouldn't show a penny at this time. She and Jiang Zhuo had no story, but they met each other.

She went over and put her arm around him. "Are you finished?"

Pan Yazhan's eyes stopped on Jiang Zhuo's face for a few seconds, then looked down at Tang Yao with a gentle voice: "yes, it's over. What did you talk to Jiang Zhuo about? "

Tang Yao's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and her fingers held his hand: "Yazhan!"

His eyes were like dyed ink. He had been watching her for a long time before he smiled: "what will you say when you meet?"

Tang Yao is a little unhappy. She happens to come here to breathe. Can't Jiang Zhuo come and say a few words?

Why should he look at her with a judgmental eye.

Tang Yao was not only unhappy, but also felt insulted. Was that what he thought of her? He rekindled his old love with Jiang Zhuo, and then something indescribable happened?

There was a touch of moisture in her eyes. She didn't want to talk to him, but she didn't want to be laughed at and lively here. This was the first time they were unhappy together.

He is so hateful. She is still pregnant with his child. How can he think of her like this!

Tang Yao bit her lower lip and let go of Pan Yazhan's arm. Her voice was a little low: "I want to go back."

He stared silently at her red eyes for a few seconds, and his voice was lower. "Why don't you stay for a while?"

This time, Tang Yao was really angry. She looked into his eyes and spoke slowly: "because there is Jiang Zhuo here, he makes me uncomfortable, so I want to go back in advance. What do you think of this reason?"

Then she walked towards the door of the banquet hall, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he caught her: "Yao Yao! Don't be capricious. "

Tang Yao wanted to get rid of his hand, but she couldn't get rid of it. Her voice was hoarse: "am I wayward, pan Yazhan, don't bully people too much."

She shook off his hand and went out first.

She was pregnant and was easily emotional, and he said so about her.

She was so angry that she didn't want to take his car and went straight to take a taxi. In this weather, she was wearing a dress. It was very cold and the road was chaotic.

Pan Yazhan naturally wanted to follow. When he came out, he almost stopped breathing. Tang Yao wiped a car in front of him. His blood almost coagulated. He rushed over and hugged her behind him.

"Yao Yao." His face was buried in her neck, and his voice was very low: "stop it."

Tang Yao's eyes were red. She was held by him and was wronged in her heart.

She and Jiang Huai have long passed. He thinks of her so much.

She was silent, and he couldn't hold her like this all the time on the road, and she wore too little.

He was too lazy to get her coat again. He took off his coat and put it on her shoulder. He picked her up and walked towards the hotel parking lot.

Tang Yao struggled slightly, but always afraid of hurting the child, she stayed in his arms honestly.

But she was really angry. Her eyes were red and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, but she didn't want him to see it, so she turned her head aside

Naturally, he saw it and said in a low voice, "it's me. Don't cry, huh?"

"I don't want to talk to you." Tang Yao is still biting her lips and her face is pinned. She feels unbearable.

What kind of woman does he think she is?