Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu ran just stood by himself, his voice was very light: "I thought I didn't care, but it seemed that I couldn't do it."

He felt a pain in his heart. He knew what she was talking about, so he took another step forward, put his chin on her shoulder, and his voice was low and dumb. "I hold her because she is my employee, not for anything else."

"If it was someone else, would you hold it? Or do you just lose your temper? " Fu ran smiled gently and turned around: "Tang Yao, I don't care if you feel guilty about her or if you really have something in her hand, but it's embarrassing for me. I think so. What do you think others will think? "

"Don't care what others think." He looked at her with burning eyes.

Fu ran smiled faintly: "but we are all laymen."

With that, she brushed past him.

Tang Yao instinctively went to catch her, but his hand was empty. He suddenly lost his mind and immediately chased her.

Fu ran walked faster and faster. Finally, he ran directly to the elevator door and patted the ammonium button on it.

There was a gasp behind her. She knew Tang Yao was coming after him. She didn't want to see him now.

Pat hard until the elevator opens in front of her.

Fu Ran Ran in and turned around to see Tang Yao open the elevator door and squeeze in.

Her body shrank in front of the elevator wall, biting her lips and keeping her face away.

"Ranran!" He looked at her in a very soft voice: "don't you want to see me?"

She is still wearing a different face and has a stubborn look.

He had never seen her look like she had to fight to the end with him.

My heart is angry, funny and distressed——

She's still sick.

Slender fingers gently clasped her face and wanted to move over, but one tentacle touched the cold night body.

Tang Yao was stunned: "Ranran, are you crying?"

Fu ran didn't want to let him see his tears. He choked: "don't worry."

She patted his hand off with one stroke.

There was a big red mark on the back of Tang Yao's hand. He didn't care. He just took one step forward and another, trapping her between his elevator walls.

Fu ran wept. Seeing him coming, he kicked him angrily, "Tang Yao, get out of the way."

"No." His voice was soft, and he stretched out his hand to treat her like a treasure: "Ranran, don't cry, huh?"

He won't let me, will he?

Fu ran kicked him again... Mercilessly.

And, to the point.

Tang Yao Yingting's face turned pale in an instant. Even so, he was still not willing to let go of her.

Still holding her, her voice was a little low, "it hurts me to kick, but my heart hurts more. Don't believe you."

Fu ran opened his eyes and looked at him with disbelief.

At this time, he can be so shameless.

But the heat of the palm is real, and the heartbeat is so clear and audible.

Fu ran lowered his eyes. "Tang Yao, will you also feel heartache?"

She smiled softly, "but I can't believe it."

He let go of her hand and looked at her.

Fu ran then opened his mouth and said softly, "I'm tired and want to go home."

His hand released her, but his body didn't move away, and Fu ran couldn't get away.

When she looked at him, she suddenly became short and slid past him.

Just then, Tang Yao immediately grabbed her wrist: "Fu ran!"

His voice dropped and asked, "don't be angry, will you?"

[I'm not feeling well today. There's three watch before six ~ ~ ~ sorry for being a little late ~ ~]