Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhang Boyan whispered behind her, "if you want a small ball, come and have a look."

She paused. "I will."

Then he turned around and said, "what's your name? Can't you keep calling small pills? "

"A small name is a small pill." Without thinking, Zhang Boyan said, "his scientific name is Zhang Xiaonan."

Mo Nansheng smiled, "very good, south south, north north."

She finally left.

Everyone sighed——

Bo Yan's name is so dangerous, Zhang Xiaonan!

There is also a word "Nan" in Mo Nansheng's name. It's rare that Mo Nansheng has no narcissism.

Zhang Boyan looked back and his mother was feeding xiaowanzi milk.

He watched quietly and suddenly said, "Mom, you and the old man move to Zhangyuan! Small balls need to be taken care of. "

A child can heal a wound.

He was hurt, and his mother and father didn't?

He proposed this. Mrs. Zhang and the old man wanted it. Who doesn't like such a soft little thing?

Mr. Tang is so anxious. Why doesn't Zhang Boyan suggest that he come to live too?

He is also a lonely old man. He also needs to heal his wounds!

God, who can see his wound!

But Zhang Boyan didn't mention it. He couldn't rely on others, so when he returned to the car, he complained to Tang Yao for a while: "haven't you made a baby after so long?"

Tang Yao wiped the steering wheel and said faintly, "Fu Ran is still studying. Besides, we haven't got married yet. Do you want us to have children unmarried?"

"Get married immediately when you are pregnant!" Mr. Tang said righteously, "you see how lovely the small balls are, don't you want to hold such a lovely baby earlier?"

Tang Yao told the truth: "I don't want to. Tang brick has developed rapidly this year! I don't have time to think about this. "

Mr. Tang was angry: "you don't have time to think about it. Then you forced the little girl to live with you."

For this, Tang Yao was very calm: "Fu Ran is my fiancee. Isn't cohabitation normal?"

The old man was so angry that his beard curled up, but there was nothing he could do about him.

Tang Yao sent him back to his old house. He went to the company to deal with his affairs, and then returned to the villa.

When I returned to the villa, it was already half past ten.

Fu ran came back from Zhangyuan, took a bath and was leaning on the bed.

Tang Yao took his bathrobe and went into the bathroom to take a shower. After coming out, she was still in a daze.

"What are you thinking?" Tang Yao leaned on her side and smoked a cigarette first.

The smell of smoke finally revived her and frowned: "Tang Yao..."

Before he finished, he kissed her with a smoke smell, and his voice was vague: "do it twice."

He pressed her head with one hand, put out the cigarette with the other, and then he pressed her down.

Fu ran was absent-minded and instinctively pushed his shoulder: "Tang Yao, I don't want to."

His eyes looked at her quietly, but his movements didn't stop. "The old man said we should have a child."

Fu ran was stunned. Then he realized that he didn't use t, so he resisted: "I have to study. Tang Yao, are you crazy?"

His consciousness cleared a little before he realized what he was doing.

In fact, it's still too late, but he feels so good that he hasn't had such direct contact with her for a long time. It's very different in peacetime.

He kissed her little face, "good, just once. If we're pregnant, we'll get married. If we're not pregnant, we'll take measures next time, huh?"