Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She shook her head and thought she was crazy. He had only treated her for a few days and she forgot the scar.

No, he didn't treat her well at all. He forced her to work for him... That!

His face was so hot that he went out. When Tang Yao went out, Nianchen put down his book and rushed into Fu Ran's arms: "Mom, I want to sleep."

Fu ran originally wanted to make a phone call. At this time, he forgot and went to the lounge with Xiao Nianchen.

She lay with me and fell asleep together

When Tang Yao came back from the meeting, it was already eleven o'clock.

Xu Secretary followed him into the office. The food on the tea table had not been taken away. The air was wearing a faint perfume of women, and the whole space was much softer.

Secretary Xu thought silently that it should be because his wife is here.

Tang Yao's voice was also a little low. "I'll postpone my trip in the next week. I'm going to take a vacation."

Secretary Xu was a little surprised.

After all, the boss has been married for many years, and his honeymoon has long expired, or

Secretary Xu followed Tang Yao for many years and couldn't help saying, "is your wife pregnant again?"

Tang Yao wanted to, but... Where is it?

He said quietly, "I'm going to Berlin."

Secretary Xu nodded, "OK, I'll arrange it."

Tang Yao ordered some more things, and then let Secretary Xu go out.

The space was quiet again, and he stood quietly for a while.

The faint perfume gladdening the heart and refreshing the mind.

He smiled faintly and went into the lounge.

Fu ran and Nianchen both fell asleep. Fu ran leaned sideways and Nianchen snuggled up in her arms, looking very dependent.

In fact, Nianchen refused to sleep by himself. He relied on his mother very much. Tang Yao insisted that boys should sleep by themselves.

Now the little guy has a chance, it's just

He gently approached, sat by the bed and watched his son's little finger pick on his mother's heart... Where it was put, Tang Yao frowned.

He stretched out his hand and took it away, but Fu ran woke up.

In the soft light, her face was so smooth that she could hardly find pores. Fu ran, who woke up, was very soft and would not be on guard against him as usual.

Tang Yao said in a low voice, "wake up?"

She nodded and spoke in a hoarse voice: "what time is it?"

Tang Yao raised his hand and looked at his watch. He said softly, "it's almost twelve o'clock. You get up first and I'll hold Nianchen. "

Fu ran lifted her hair and sat up. When she lifted her long hair, a faint fragrance crept into Tang Yao's nose. He keenly felt that his wife had become more exquisite than before after she went to work.

In the past, she was also delicate and dressed in the same manner as Mrs. Tang, but in the past she would not easily wear perfume because she thought it would be bad for her.

But now she is fragrant all day

Tang Yao couldn't help thinking of her and Lin Qian. Although he died without illness before he started, it was always a thorn in his heart.

But afterwards, they wisely didn't mention it again.

Tang Yao reached out and stroked her face. Suddenly he said, "Fu ran, I think you have changed, and I think you don't seem to have changed."

Fu ran smiled. "What's the matter with you? You're so emotional?"

She secretly thought to herself, is it because he is too... Fast today, so the symptoms of menopause show up and will be cranky?

She even thought about whether he would not be able to do it in the future. In that case, he would not toss her in bed again.

In fact, it's very hard, not to mention his humiliation.