Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Yao was carefully put on the car by him. His voice was particularly hoarse: "Yao Yao, don't be angry, huh?"

She didn't want to pay attention to him. Sitting beside him also kept her face away. She was rarely so small, but she was not as cute, at least in his eyes.

He reached out and gently touched her face. "Still angry?"

"I don't want to talk to you." Tang Yao bit her lip and said goodbye.

He smiled, "look at your small appearance, you have made it difficult for me, haven't you?"

Tang Yao is really angry. Pregnant women are easy to be angry, not to mention that he is too much.

Tang Yao didn't speak. Her eyes were still red. She didn't want to let him see it or let him know it was for him.

He's so hateful.

But women are fragile. The more patient they are, the more they can't help it.

She still cried.

There were tears in the corners of his eyes, one by one.

"Why did you really cry?" He leaned over, took out a piece of paper and carefully wiped her tears. Because her skin was so good, he didn't dare to force, but only dared to wipe her carefully.

But after wiping it off, there were new tears. He reluctantly opened his mouth and said in a astringent voice, "Yao Yao, are you a water doll? There is nothing wrong with saying that women are made of water. "

In fact, he and she grew up together since childhood. Tang Yao has always been independent and rarely emotional. Now, she is obviously sad. Is he responsible for all this?

He treated her gently, but he still couldn't stop the acid in his heart. His voice was hoarse, "is your tears for me or Jiang Zhuo?"

Tang Yao's eyes were wide open. She looked at him in a daze.

Pan Yazhan asked again with patience.

Tang Yao angrily pinned her face aside and said coldly, "are you satisfied with this answer for Jiang Zhuo?"

Pan Yazhan grinds his fine white teeth: "very satisfied, of course."

He didn't miss her look at Jiang Zhuo tonight. He didn't see the attachment in Jiang Zhuo's eyes.

They were alone for almost ten minutes.

He was mad with jealousy.

He admitted that he had lost his manners, but jealousy made him beyond recognition, so he embarrassed her.

At this time, the two people had some meaning of breaking up unhappily, but they couldn't break up. If she wasn't pregnant, she would have to run at least.

Tang Yao was so angry that he trembled all over his body. Finally, he lowered his posture: "well, go home."

She ignored him and took a paper towel to wipe her tears. After wiping, she looked at the direction outside the window silently.

He drove the car back to the villa. Because Nini wasn't there and there were servants at home, he didn't dare to do anything. Therefore, even if Tang Yao didn't look very good, his husband didn't look kind, and no one dared to say anything, let alone call his elders.

The couple returned to the master bedroom one after another. Tang Yao directly took the changed clothes and walked towards the guest room. He reached out and grabbed her: "where are you going?"

"I sleep in the guest room." She looked at him and calmed down a lot.

He is so hateful that she doesn't want to stay with him now.

Pan Yazhan narrowed his eyes and said in a slightly low voice, "do you want a cold war?"

"I don't want to quarrel with you. Calm down." She took her clothes to go, and he stopped her: "this is the cold war."

"You can think whatever you want." Tang Yao breathed out a long breath: "is such an answer OK?"

Certainly.