Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

The skirt is very suitable for Fu ran. The black lining shows her white skin, and the fine cutting also shows her delicate figure. In particular, the basket on the back is empty, and two strings of pearl chains are used to string together, which makes the skin better than snow and glow.

But in the neck, those kisses are really exquisite.

Fu ran thought coldly.

Tang Yao stood behind her, wrapped his hand around her waist and slowly tightened it. His face was placed on her shoulder socket, kissed her delicate shoulder and whispered, "I really don't want to let you out for others to see."

She has always been beautiful, but rarely when she makes up specially, her beauty has always been known only to him as a husband.

Fu Ran's side head, "then replace it."

She really didn't want to go out to meet people against the kiss mark. When she said it, her voice was a little floating.

Because he was behind her, kissing her back all the time.

Tang Yao was fascinated.

Her thin shoulders and butterfly bones are very beautiful. He likes to let her lie down in the bed. He kisses her carefully. Kissing alone is enough emotional.

Fu ran doesn't know how delicate her body is. She always lets herself live very flat.

He likes her, too.

If it weren't for tonight, he wouldn't want her to be so grand.

He held her waist in one hand and leaned over in the other. In his palm was a delicate box.

Single open, inside is a drill chain, composed of several chains, with a full 40 carat main stone in the middle.

Shining brightly, he lay brightly between her collarbones, and well blocked the kiss marks he left on her.

Then he put on a bracelet and a ring for her. The ring was pear shaped and unique.

After wearing it, he leaned over and kissed her. His thin lips were printed on the corners of her mouth. "Mrs. Tang, you're beautiful tonight."

"Are these compensation or demonstrations?" She looked at him in the mirror and asked softly.

Tang Yao smiled and still hugged her from behind. "What you say is what you say. The most important thing is that you are Mrs. Tang. If you remember this, others will remember this. "

Fu ran closes his eyes——

Then it's a demonstration.

Isn't it ridiculous for him to show how much love they have in front of others?

She didn't say a word, just quietly, and noticed that he had changed into a more formal black suit.

Fu ran smiled faintly, turned to tidy up his shirt for him and looked up: "Mr. Tang is the best age. In fact, there is no need to spend a lifetime with me."

Tang Yao was still angry: "Fu ran!"

"When I didn't say that today is a good day for Xiaobei, Tang Yao, shall we not quarrel?" Fu ran smiled shallowly, "look, I'll do whatever you say. I don't want to quarrel with you today."

Tang Yao's chin tightened. He grabbed her hand and forbeared.

However, he didn't quarrel with her. As she said, today is a good day for Xiaobei. He also loves Xiaobei.

Only when they drove to the hotel, they were more talented and beautiful than when they came here.

It was also at this time that Tang Yao knew that it was only his wishful thinking to live a good life and get along well.

Fu ran never gave up leaving him, but the time didn't come, just because Nianchen had been patient.

As soon as I went to the hotel, there was no one else standing at the door. It was the best man Lin Qian.

As a husband, Tang Yao immediately caught a touch of amazement in Lin Qian's eyes.

To Tang Yao's wife.