Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

But when he hugged her, she dared not speak again. He said he hadn't slept for 24 hours——

She didn't Miss Chen's lack of a father at a young age, Fu ran thought secretly.

However, in the early morning of the next day, the man who had taken a rest was ridiculously energetic. When Fu ran woke up, he saw Tang Yao's enlarged handsome face and his emotional breath in his ears.

"Wake up?" His voice was hoarse in the morning, and the hot breath sprayed behind her soft ears, with a taste of cup confusion.

Fu ran said, "I'll see Nianchen."

"I've seen it. My aunt has got him up and now has breakfast downstairs." Tang Yao kissed her slightly with thin red ears. His voice was lower and hoarse than just now: "Ranran, do it with me twice."

He was on a business trip. Before he was at home, she was in her physiological period. He hadn't done it for more than a week. Last night, he got along very well and felt different from before.

In the past, he was rude to her. He should have been rude for a long time, or he used drugs... He forgot what it was like to do well.

So loving her so gently is particularly moving.

He was addicted to her reaction.

But the man couldn't help his woman. In this way, his face began to become distorted, showing his great joy at this time. Finally, he was rude, but this kind of roughness was different from before, and she felt that it wouldn't hurt her.

It was said twice. As a result, he became more and more intense three times in a row

The clouds dispersed and the rain closed.

Fu ran closed his eyes and gasped carefully. Listening to the sound of water coming from his bath in the bathroom, he thought secretly: it's not good not to go to work before. At least he can lie at home for a day when he doesn't want to go out.

But she has to go to work now and can't be late because she is the director.

After Tang Yao came out of the bathroom, she got up to take a bath. Tang Yao frowned while wiping his hair: "it's not for you to wash together. It's a waste of time."

Fu ran walked past him with a calm voice. "If we wash together, it's a waste of time."

Tang Yao jokingly caught her: "Fu ran, what do you mean? Do you think I'll pester you to do it in the bathroom? "

"I didn't say." Fu ran lowered her eyes, broke away from his hand and ran into the bathroom. It always meant to run away.

Tang Yao continued to brush his hair, but smiled happily. Then he went into the dressing room, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

Nianchen downstairs was almost ready to eat. When he met Tang Yao, he politely called his father.

Tang Yao stretched out his hand and smiled, "Dad will take you to class later."

Xiao Nianchen was surprised and looked at him.

Tang Yao's eyes were gentle: "don't you like it from your father?"

Xiao Nianchen shook his head: "I like it."

Just because I didn't expect it, just because I couldn't get it for a long time, Xiao Nianchen was surprised.

Tang Yao's heart filled with a trace of guilt, but he didn't show it on his face. He just said, "Dad will take you to class first and then his mother to work?"

Xiaonianchen's expression was even more surprised... Dad wants to send mom?

Tang Yao glanced at his son: "I like shape but not color. I forgot what I taught you?"

Xiao Nianchen said, "but what I'm facing now is not an enemy, but my father."

Tang Yao's heart was touched. With a faint smile, he didn't say anything more: "drink the milk and go upstairs to take down your little schoolbag."

Nianchen nodded happily.