Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu ran was so angry that he stared at him.

"In fact, life is very simple, just like men and women. If you think it's violent, it will be unbearable. If you lie flat and enjoy it, everything will become very beautiful." Tang Yao began to play a rogue in the Buddhist department and was serious: "just like this morning, aren't we very good? You won't let me get inside, and I'll get outside according to your requirements."

Fu ran couldn't listen: "Tang Yao, I don't want to talk about this, nor do I want to talk about this."

"But I want to talk about this! Mrs. Tang, you can't ask a normal man to talk to you about Nianchen's study and future every day. That's unrealistic and doesn't accord with a man's inferiority. " Tang Yao said with a light smile and paused: "it's like you think Xiaobei's marriage is perfect, but I don't think there will be many times when she talks about small balls with Zhang Boyan."

Fu Ran is silent.

Tang Yao continued to drive: "I don't want you to go to work. It's not to guard against anything. The main thing is that I really want a daughter, Ranran, a little girl like you."

What he didn't say was that if he had a daughter he loved very much, then he might learn how to love her.

Fu ran drooped his eyes, "talk about it later!"

For their marriage, one Nianchen is enough. She is really... Afraid of another child.

Tang Yao actually knows her concerns... This is the difference between him and Fu ran. He is willing to give it a go, and Ranran seems to have given up treatment.

His eyes were slightly deep, and without saying anything, he sent her directly to Ido's office building.

At this time, Tang Yao did not expect that one day he would contract the screens of all buildings in H City, all of which read Fu ran, Ido!

He always thought they were an old husband and wife, and they didn't need any passion. Occasionally, it was enough to go out for a candlelight dinner and watch a movie. The biggest pastime of the old husband and wife was in bed.

But later, he also had the impulse of a hot-blooded teenager, the green years of blood resurrection and his unparalleled enthusiasm for a woman.

One day less, you can't live.

The car stopped slowly. When Fu ran was about to get off, Tang Yao reached out and caught her: "wait a minute."

Fu ran turned his head and looked at him.

Tang Yao took out a document: "this is the internal document of Tang brick. You can refer to it. The rest depends on yourself."

Fu ran was slightly stunned.

"Of course, if you want to go through the back door, I welcome it." Tang Yao smiled.

Fu ran snorted, "I won't."

Tang Yao smiled and leaned over to open the door for her and watched her get off.

"Fu ran." He suddenly called her again.

Fu ran turned around and slightly bent over to see him: "what's the matter?"

"What time do you get off work in the evening? I'll pick you up." He whispered, his slender fingers on the steering wheel and tapped twice.

Fu ran hesitated, "five thirty."

Tang Yao nodded and looked a little reserved. Fu Ran's heart moved slightly, smiled, backed away and watched his car drive away. Then he entered the building.

When I got to the office, I didn't expect Xiaobei to arrive early for the first time today.

Mo Xiaobei bumped her shoulder. "I saw someone lingering downstairs!"

Fu ran looked at her. "You think too much, Mo Xiaobei."

"Angry and want to bite?" Mo Xiaobei smiled badly: "Ranran, your face is red. How can you revive your old love with my cousin and make a pool of stagnant water boil again?"

Fu ranbai glanced at her, "Mo Xiaobei, besides, I'm angry!"