Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Now she blushed at the touch of others. As a husband, she naturally felt bad.

Tang Yao walked over quickly and gave Lin Qian a quick look.

President Lin ignored him and smiled gently at Fu ran: "there should be no problem. You can handle discharge."

He looked up at Tang Yao: "thank you, president Tang, for taking care of the... Business of our hospital!"

Tang Yao's face suddenly turned black, and Lin Qian walked out with a light smile.

When he went away, Tang Yao took back his eyes and looked at Fu ran.

Fu ran avoids his eyes and looks at Xiao Bei.

Mo Xiaobei coughed softly, "I have something to do with Lin Qian." Then she slipped away.

Tang Yao and Fu ran were left.

Tang Yao watched her eat the rest of the porridge and asked softly, "is it still appetizing?"

"It's delicious. Fuber always makes it delicious." Fu ran answered lightly.

Although they are light, the scene just now is still a little subtle.

Finally, he walked towards her, sat by the bed, put his hand flat on her lower abdomen and gently rubbed it twice.

Fu ran was obviously stiff and raised his eyes.

Her face was a little pale, not as red as he wanted to see.

She is not shy, only afraid.

Tang Yao had a sense of powerlessness. He remembered that once he touched her gently, she would be terribly shy.

And now she has no feelings for him.

He felt very uncomfortable and his voice was low: "if you don't like it anymore, you are Mrs. Tang."

Fu ran leaned on the head of the bed, the Long Tan spread on her shoulders, and her pajamas were loose. She bit her lips and spoke.

And he looked at her deeply for a while and took back his finger: "I'll help you get out of the hospital."

She nodded her head and said nothing more.

Tang Yao got up, opened the door and went out.

By the door, he saw Xiao Bei.

She seems to have been waiting for him.

Tang Yao slowly closed the door and looked at her: "what do you want to say to me?"

Mo Xiaobei said well and walked with him to the aisle on the other side.

When she stood in the sunlight, the scar on her cheek was particularly obvious, and Tang Yao looked at it quietly.

Up to now, he still has palpitations when he meets Xiaobei. After all, she is the little girl he has guarded for many years.

But he knew that even if he abandoned his blood relationship, Zhang Boyan was the most suitable person for her.

Standing face to face, Mo Xiaobei asked him gently, "have you ever loved Fu ran?"

Tang Yao looked out of the window and lit a cigarette, "I don't know."

It's the truth.

Mo Xiaobei looked at him again: "do you love Shen Wan?"

She mentioned Shen Wan. Tang Yao's face was not very good-looking. She was silent for a moment: "no love."

Mo Xiaobei nodded, "Shen Wan climbed into your bed because she was like me, didn't she?"

Tang Yao did not deny it.

In those years, he did have a relationship with Shen Wan. It was just a deal between a poor student and a gold owner. If it hadn't been for that accident, there would have been no trace of water and nothing.

He took out a cigarette and took a hard SIP: "what Fu ran told you, including Hong Kong?"

Mo Xiaobei smiled: "do you believe Fu ran?"

"You don't believe it!" She said firmly, "a woman has no hope for you. Why follow you? Tang Yao, you know very well in your heart that you just don't want to admit it, or you become angry with shame! "

She hit the nail on the head: "is there such a coincidence? Something happened to Shen Wan on Ranran's birthday?"

Tang Yao closed his eyes slightly: "but I can't ignore it."