Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

But Fu Ran's imagination is beautiful. He was in the bathroom today just because of an accident.

Where is Tang Yao as she thought... Useless?

Back in the car, he drove. Fu ran sat in the back seat holding Nianchen. Through the rear-view mirror, Tang Yao could see Fu ran drooping his eyebrows.

She looks as quiet and beautiful as the night.

Tang Yao's slender and good-looking fingers held the steering wheel, his eyes focused on the front, and his throat was slightly tight: "did you sleep deeply in memory of Chen?"

Fu ran didn't look up, but whispered, "it's very fragrant."

Her face had an unspeakable softness when she looked at her son. At this time, her appearance made it difficult for Tang Yao to think of the sharpness she showed to him in her marriage over the years.

He also looked like water. He didn't say anything, just drove attentively.

When he arrived at the villa, Tang Yao got out of the car first, opened the back seat, took Nianchen from Fu Ran's hand, held it in one hand, and took Fu Ran's hand in the other hand to get her out of the car.

Fu ran was slightly surprised by this action, but after her surprise, she got off with her.

Silent.

The servants in the family are very happy to see it. After all, they all hope that the feelings of their husband and wife will be better and their life will be more comfortable here. Besides, my wife is really a good woman.

Tang Yao didn't let Fu ran go until he reached the entrance of the stairs. He went upstairs with Nianchen in his arms.

When he got to the children's room, he put the little guy down. He shook his arm and said, "it's tall and heavy."

Fu ran thought of his "incompetence" in the bathroom before, so she whispered, "you're old."

Tang Yao's eyes fell on her at once. His eyes were like nails, enough to shoot her through.

"Fu ran, what are you talking about?" He frowned and his voice was full of danger, like if she said it again, he would spend all night to prove that he was not old.

Fu ran certainly wouldn't be too stupid to feel uncomfortable. She smiled: "nothing! I'll go back to my room to take a bath and rest. "

Just wanted to go, the wrist was caught.

The next second, she was taken to the small study attached to the children's room, which was full of books read by Nianchen and some children's toys.

Fu ran was thrown into a small children's sofa, and her long brown hair danced in a gorgeous arc.

Her body was stuck in the sofa and couldn't get up.

Ashamed and angry: "Tang Yao, you're crazy. Nianchen is next door."

"You said that three hours ago! Mrs. Tang, do you have any fresh sentences, huh? " Tang Yao bent over and pinched her soft face with his fingers: "if not, shall we start now?"

Fu Ran's heart beat faster.

She looked around and then looked up at him: "Tang Yao, you're crazy! Do you know what you're doing? "

His fingers changed and slowly stroked her red lips and whispered, "Mrs. Tang, you've committed a foul again."

Fu Ran's face was stained with a thin red, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

She was terrified of him.

He's cold and she's fine. Anyway, she's used to it. Suddenly he's like this... She's not used to it.

She doesn't have a small face. She looks exquisite and moving.

Fu Ran has always been good-looking, but after giving birth to Nianchen, she seems to have added a bit of maturity, charm and refinement. Tang Yao also likes her appearance and body. Otherwise, he won't maintain a marriage for many years under the condition of mutual dissatisfaction, and there are no women outside.

His eyes were fixed on her——

She didn't know how much it would kill her. Not to mention that even Lin Qian could not help seeing it.