Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Yao's black eyes were stained with Shensui, and he grabbed her chin.

Fu Ran is fearless.

What else is she afraid of? She's not afraid of anything.

"Say it again." His voice sounded gnashing his teeth.

Fu ran looked into his eyes and said again, "we're divorced."

Tang Yao narrowed his eyes and stared at her: "I have nothing with her."

"Yes, there's nothing!" Fu ran lowered her eyes: "you transferred her abroad. I think it's obvious that you don't see her anymore, but you still met her and stayed in a hotel. You have the smell of hotel shower gel."

Then she raised her face, "don't say you have nothing with her. Nothing is more terrible. She can call my husband away from me in one word."

Fu ran smiled gently, tears in his eyes, but he didn't fall down: "you didn't appear when I needed you, so you don't need to appear."

She covered her face and lowered her voice: "I'm tired. I'll deal with my face, otherwise Nianchen will ask tomorrow and I'll sleep in the guest room."

With that, she lifted the quilt and got up and went out.

No nostalgia.

Tang Yao still leaned on the head of the bed and smoked the cigarette in his hand.

This is the second time he hit Fu ran.

The first time was three years ago.

Because Shen Wan.

This time, it's because of Shen Wan.

Not really, not this time.

This time because of Fu ran.

Just some things, there is no way to explain, not to mention he did hit her.

He was a little upset, put out his cigarette end in the ashtray, took out his mobile phone and dialed Shen Wan's phone.

The voice over there was gentle and pleasant. Tang Yao asked coldly, "did you ask someone to tell her I went to Hong Kong?"

He didn't say that he didn't want Fu ran to think more. He and Shen Wan have been fine for the past three years. It's impossible to do anything because of a trip to Hong Kong.

Moreover, he is a man with normal comfort channels. He is not a hairy young man who gets sunny when he sees a woman.

Shen Wan over there was surprised: "did she know? How? "

Then her voice asked softly, "shall I explain to her?"

"No." Tang Yao hung up.

He listened quietly to the movement outside and heard her coming up from downstairs and entering the next room to gently close the door.

Tang Yao lay down, lying a little straight.

After a while, he got up, opened the door and entered the guest room.

Fu Ran is in the bathroom. Instead of applying medicine, she squats in the corner and tears silently.

At that moment, Tang Yao's heart was shocked.

She cried badly, but she didn't cry.

Her lips were bitten to shed blood, but she didn't seem to feel it.

He closed the door gently, walked slowly, squatted down, reached out and gently touched her face, "does it still hurt?"

She did not speak, but still shed tears, as if she could not feel his existence.

At this time, Tang Yao realized that she had abandoned him.

There is no Tang Yao in her world.

Suddenly, Tang Yao felt that his surroundings were empty. Suddenly, he felt that he was even worse than her.

Later, he took her back to the master bedroom. He drugged her. He kissed her gently and even loved her.

She didn't respond and didn't make a sound.

From this day on, they will still make love, but she didn't make a sound again.

Even when she speaks at ordinary times, she will choose to express in the least language

Day by day, month by month, year by year.

He knew that her forbearance was for Nianchen, but he didn't know when she would endure it.

She is suffering while he is waiting.