Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu Ran's eyes were filled with tears, but he didn't fall down.

She never let him feed, but whispered, "I'll do it myself!"

Tang Yao's hand maintained the same posture for a while and fell: "are you still making trouble with me?"

"No." She took the food box in his hand and said softly, "how dare I!"

She ate softly without making a sound.

She was right in front of him, but Tang Yao felt that he couldn't catch her with his hand.

He felt powerless about the marriage.

He doesn't know what went wrong. Mingming Fu Ran is dead set on him, and he is used to living with her.

However, they are becoming more and more disharmonious.

Tang Yao got up, walked to the window and said, "I won't divorce."

Fu ran ate half, put down the bowl and blinked: "Tang Yao, I didn't say I wanted a divorce."

Then she lay down.

He turned and looked eagerly.

In other words, his mind was relieved.

He was afraid that she would ask for a divorce, so he told her he would not divorce.

At the moment, he wanted to listen to her again, but she was going to bed.

Tang Yao came over, sat by the bed, gently stroked her bloody lips and whispered, "you're hiding from me, aren't you?"

Fu ran didn't open his eyes. He just covered his face with his hand and buried it in the pillow. "Tang Yao, what do you want?"

He continued stroking her long hair and sighed, "I want to be like before."

"Before?" Fu ran murmured.

He nodded, "before, before we got engaged."

Fu ran woke up. She smiled gently, but her tears fell on her pillow.

She whispered, "do you want my love? Want me to be infatuated with you as before? "

Before Tang Yao answered, she continued to laugh at herself: "I'm no longer a little girl, and my love... Has long been eaten by dogs."

She said, turned her back, and pulled a drop directly, and blood came out of her wrist.

Tang Yao was angry and took her to deal with it.

When his eyes met, he still annoyed her.

She called him a dog!

She said she would never love him again!

Next, neither of them spoke. After hanging up, she fell asleep. Tang Yao really didn't have the mind to squeeze a hospital bed with her and spent the night on the sofa.

Early in the morning, when he had a meeting to hold, he left first and said he would come to pick her up at noon.

When Tang Yao left, he called Xiao Bei to accompany Fu ran.

Xiao Bei came quickly and brought Fu ran breakfast made by Fu Bo.

When she opened the door, Fu ran woke up and looked at Xiao Bei wearing a white T, a black loose suspender, black hair and shoulders. He looked very small, very small, like he was in his 20s.

Fu ran thought, this is what it looks like to be loved.

She sat up weakly, smiled and cried.

Mo Xiaobei hurriedly ran over, put down the breakfast, helped her sit down, and then complained: "yesterday was good, how did you enter the hospital today!"

Lin Qian spoke vaguely with her, but Mo Xiaobei came here. She had just secretly asked the nurse outside, and she was a little shocked.

Tang Yao is so rude!

Fu ran smiled and felt uncomfortable: "it's all right, just a little uncomfortable!"

Mo Xiaobei really doesn't care about the bed between husband and wife, but she thinks she'd better go back and talk to Tang Yao.

After this, Mo Xiaobei took out his breakfast: "this is the shredded chicken and fish porridge made by Fubo early in the morning. It's the only one in H city. It's specially made for you!"