Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She knew that he kindly said that she would pay for arranging Shen Wan to go abroad!

Sure enough, he became angry easily.

He was so fierce that she couldn't bear it and had to beg for mercy: "my back hurts."

Tang Yao slowed down a little, looked at her with clear eyes, and his voice was very low: "you know the pain, huh?"

She simply hugged his neck, so that if he couldn't exert himself, it wouldn't hurt so much.

Such actions are some scoundrels and some little cute.

Tang Yao was stunned for a moment because she hadn't taken the initiative to hold him for a long time.

When a man is excited, the beast comes out.

As a result, she was carried to the sofa, he sat neatly in his clothes, and she sat on him unbearably.

Fu Ran is traditional, and her feelings after marriage are not very good, so she won't take the initiative if he doesn't provoke her. This... Still hasn't happened.

She licked her lower lip. "I'll come down, Tang Yao. Don't move."

Tang Yao closed his eyes, sighed softly, and held his wife's slender waist with both hands: "come?"

"I don't want it." She covered her face and said, "I'm coming down."

He still held her waist and enjoyed it for a while, and asked her to come down.

The result is... A worse posture.

Probably because this is an outside suite, unlike Nianchen at home, he was not soft in punishing her, and she didn't have to worry too much when she begged for mercy, so the whole suite was full of low and ambiguous voices.

When it was over, she was lying on the desk in the study. She came back and blushed.

Tang Yao's body is still a classic black-and-white formal dress, and she has long been ugly.

She moved and it hurt.

He didn't help either. Finally, she turned over, sat down on the sofa, picked up her clothes, put them on and cleaned them.

Her fingers trembled with anger.

Then he said sharply, "are you angry for Shen Wan?"

Tang Yao lit a cigarette, lit it, took a sip, walked towards her and bent over——

A puff of smoke sprayed on her face.

"If I'm looking for her for such a thing, I don't have to force my Mrs. Tang." He also sneered: "Fu ran, you are really duplicitous. Just now you obviously enjoyed it and felt it. As soon as you turned around, you didn't recognize people, huh?"

After cleaning himself up, Fu ran leaned on the sofa and breathed out a long breath: "I'm not like you, an animal has a desire!"

"You don't like your shouting so loudly?" Tang Yao smiled. With a cigarette in one hand and a mobile phone out of his pocket in the other hand, he called out a document and showed it to her.

Fu ran looked at the picture inside and was still adjusting to the maximum volume.

The sweaty appearance of men and women and her coquettish cry made her strange.

"Don't be too lofty, Mrs. Tang. You are no different from me." He put away his cell phone and pinched her beautiful cheek: "stop it. I'll take you to play later."

She looked away. "I'm not going. I want to rest."

He was a beast. He just followed her several times last night and several times at noon today.

He... Doesn't even have to take a break?

Tang Yao didn't force her, "I'll be back in an hour, and then we'll pick up Nianchen."

Then he walked towards the door. Fu ran stopped him: "Tang Yao, you slept with me because I look good. If one day my face looks like Xiaobei, will you still want me?"

Tang Yao stood at the door and gave her a real answer: "I don't know."