Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu ran stood on the stairs and looked at Tang Yao with quiet eyes.

Tang Yao keenly felt the low pressure at home. With one hand, he untied his coat and threw it on the sofa. Then he came here.

Fu ran looked at him. At this time, her mind was a little too much.

She wondered if he would have a woman's perfume.

She remembered that on the tail teeth of Tang brick group, she had a close contact with Shen Wan one year. Shen Wan used Elisabeth Arden.

As he walked closer and closer, his body was clear and refreshing, with only a faint smell of shower gel.

Hotel only.

Fu Ran's fingers held the stair handrail, and the pink fingernails turned white.

Tang Yao gave her the flowers and leaned over: "Happy Birthday!"

The first bouquet of flowers after marriage and the first birthday were the night after he met Shen Wan.

Some irony.

Fu ran lowered his eyes and whispered, "Nianchen has eaten the cake."

When the cake is finished, the birthday is over.

His absent birthday.

Tang Yao was a little unhappy. She said this and frowned: "today, we've delayed a bit. We can still order a meal together now."

"All the servants at home are asleep." Fu Ran's voice was a little sharp.

But he thought she was just unhappy, so he hugged her and smiled, "I'll give it to you."

Fu ran instinctively pushed him away and said softly, "go and have a look at Nianchen. Today, his finger was injured and he came back from the hospital to coax him to sleep."

With that, she walked straight upstairs.

When Tang Yao was behind her, he found that Fu Ran's hair had been done again today. It was more shiny and rolled very well. He had never seen the clothes on her.

He walked faster, hugged his wife again in the corridor on the second floor and whispered, "is he okay?"

"Nothing!" Fu Ran's voice was a little tired. "You go to see him. I want to take a bath first."

She slipped off his fingertips again.

Tang Yao's eyes quietly looked at her back and frowned deeply.

For a long time, he went to Nianchen's room and opened the bedroom door. The light was soft and dark. The little man lay in bed and seemed to be asleep.

Nianchen was taken good care of by Fu ran. Although he was injured, he lay very soft on the small bed.

Tang Yao loved his son. He bowed his head and kissed Nianchen's forehead. Unexpectedly, Nianchen woke up and blinked, like some unbelievable: "Dad?"

Then the villain bounced up and hugged Tang Yao.

Tang Yao whispered, "where's the injury? Show it to Dad."

Little Nianchen held it hard and said, "it's all because Nianchen is bad. My mother has to hold Nianchen to the hospital on her birthday. My mother's birthday is not happy at all... My mother cried."

Tang Yao's heart was a little messy and tasteless. His palm patted his son's back and whispered, "well, don't cry. Dad turned back to comfort his mother."

"Really?" Nianchen stopped crying and looked up at his father: "but my father doesn't go home. My mother is always alone."

Tang Yao's heart was even worse. He said something bad to the child. He just smiled: "not in the future."

It took a long time to coax Nianchen.

Tang Yao was also a little tired when he went out. He flew to Hong Kong today because Shen Wan had something wrong——

She offended others when negotiating with others in Hong Kong. The other party's background was very deep. Tang Yao had to come forward by himself.