Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He looked at her and said, "do you... Want to be with him?"

Don't take Fu Ran's face aside. Her beautiful brown hair blocks her face.

Tang Yao pulled away, her face was slightly pale, the tip of her nose was slightly red because of too much crying, and her lips almost bit and bled.

His heart trembled and his voice became more hoarse: "tell me, you like him and have feelings for him, don't you?"

Fu ran bit his fist and didn't want to talk to him.

Tang Yao hung over her, gently took away her fist with one hand, touched her lips with his fingers instead of her, and slowly said, "tell me, do you like him? Think it's better to be with him than with me, isn't it? "

The voice was slow, but full of threats.

Moreover, he didn't know what was wrong with him. Like a devil, he just wanted her answer.

In such a late night, when people's hearts were the most vulnerable, she was made by him for so long.

She is very tired.

Fu ran closed his eyes and said softly, "Tang Yao, you always think of me from your own point of view. It was like this three years ago and it will be like this three years later."

She didn't want to entangle with him too much, and her voice was even lighter. "I don't want to do anything with him. Can you let me go and let me sleep?"

It seemed that she had compromised, but Tang Yao felt dissatisfied.

His thin lips closed tightly and his eyes looked straight at her tired little face.

Finally, he let her go, turned over and lay beside her without talking. It was quite a strange dream in the same bed.

After a long time, he turned his head and looked at her.

Fu ran pinned his face away from him, but he clearly saw the light in the corner of her eyes.

He reached out and touched, "Ran Ran, are you crying?"

She turned her back to him, not ready to talk to him.

Tang Yao knew that he had gone too far today. Although she provoked him first, he also did more things to her.

He clearly wanted to have a good life with her, but as long as Fu ran showed his sharpness, he would be annoyed by her.

He hugged her from behind, buried his face in her neck and whispered, "we all forgot, Ranran, everything in the past and Lin Qian."

Fu ran smiled softly, "do you want to forget Shen Wan? Tang Yao, are you willing? Can you forget her pitifully holding you and saying how hateful and cruel I am? "

Tang Yao frowned: "of course I can forget."

"Fire her from Tang brick, and I'll believe you." Fu ran spoke coldly.

Tang Yao frowned more tightly: "Fu ran, don't make trouble out of nothing. We were sorry for her!"

Fu Ran's body froze and his breathing hurt.

She asked him in a low voice, "are we sorry for her? Tang Yao, I was your fiancee at that time. I was pregnant with Nianchen. You said we were sorry for her. Do you think you deserve me? Or do you think betrayal is justified because you don't love, so no matter how betrayal is not betrayal, is it? "

Tang Yao couldn't answer for a moment.

He has a deep sense of powerlessness. He wants to forget it, and Fu ran wants to ignore it, but when it comes to what happened three years ago, they will quarrel again.

She has continued to speak coldly: "if you can't do it, then don't expect me to love you again. Tang Yao, love doesn't have a deadline and no reason. If you ask for so much, I'm only sorry."