Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

While she was drinking milk, he said slowly, "but last night someone seemed to say that I felt it. I can work harder."

He paused: "Mrs. Zhang, were you satisfied last night?"

Mo Xiaobei almost spits out a mouthful of milk, and her eyes are a little sad.

Zhang Boyan smiled and didn't tease her anymore. He reached out and rubbed her little head, "get up."

Mo Xiaobei held the quilt and stared at him: "Zhang Boyan, I don't think I have a common language with you."

She urged him to go out and said that she and Ranran had something to discuss.

Zhang Boyan smiled, got up and went out: "go downstairs for breakfast later."

She looked at him with her mouth tilted. After he went out, she excitedly called Fu ran: "Ran Ran, I thought of a very good ID."

Then she said her ID. Fu ran over there was silent for a long time.

"Do you feel bad?" Xiao Bei said in wonder.

Then Fu ran asked slowly, "Xiao Bei, did you have a sex with Zhang Boyan last night?"

Mo Xiaobei had grass in his heart and said, "Ranran, you know this!"

Fu ran smiled, and then Mo Xiaobei asked lightly, "have you ever been like this with Tang Yao?"

Fu ran was stunned.

Then the mobile phone was taken away by the man who came in. After talking to Xiaobei, he hung up the phone, looked at Fu ran and frowned: "do you want to be on it?"

In recent years, their husband and wife's life has been harmonious. If he wants, she will give it. It's just perfunctory.

But her body is very spiritual, which makes up for this deficiency.

Just now he ran back in the morning and took a bath before he came out. He heard his little wife say the words "women go up and men go down". He was a little surprised. He thought that the years of marriage had flattened her.

I didn't expect her to speak like that.

Tang Yao then took off his bath towel, picked her up and put her in his arms.

He is used to serving her. Fu Ran is very passive in this regard, much more passive than before marriage.

He hugged her and gently coaxed her in her ear, "Mrs. Tang, come by yourself if you want."

Fu ran didn't want to see him. Naturally, she refused, but the more she refused, the more she suffered.

The result was a little miserable, and I deeply understood the breadth and depth of those four words.

Tang Yao was satisfied. He changed his clothes and went out. Fu ran didn't ask him where he was going.

When he came to the door, he seemed to think of something and looked at her: "I'll come back early in the evening. Today is your birthday."

Fu ran was a little distracted. Her birthday?

She didn't seem to have a birthday after marriage. Once Nianchen asked her mother when her birthday was, and she forgot.

She pursed her lower lip, smiled softly, and said nothing more.

In the afternoon, she cleaned up at home. Xiao Nianchen gathered around her and asked, "Mom, why is the home so beautiful?"

Fu ran hugged her son and kissed him, "because mom's birthday is today."

Nianchen hugged her, threw her soft little body in her arms and kissed her hard: "happy birthday, mom."

Fu ran hugged him: "Mom, go to have her hair done this afternoon. Nianchen is obedient at home, okay?"

Xiao Nianchen made an effort and was taken to play by the nanny.

Fu ran drove out to have his hair done. After washing his long brown curly hair, he blew it into a softer and larger curl. He bought a large handful of lilies and was ready to go home to raise them.