Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Maybe it's pity, or maybe it's this kind of situation. A woman who has lived alone for a long time also needs comfort. She still fulfilled him

This accomplishment was accomplished several times, and the room was filled with fragrance.

When the sweat cooled, everything calmed down, and the little dog courage of big Ah Fu was used up.

In his arms, he still holds the body of his hostess, who lives in the same color and fragrance all his life. He is over 50, but he has a good foundation and is well maintained. Like a young woman in her thirties, Da Ah Fu feels that he has a lot of good fortune while feeling that today's thing is really absurd.

What about swelling? He slept with Mrs. Zhang. He slept with ah Cai's daughter-in-law. What will ah Cai think of him in the future?

Just think about it like this, hot sweat becomes cold sweat.

Looking down, Mrs. Zhang is still asleep. Da Ah Fu smiles bitterly. It's terrible.

Run away?

Then he pleaded not guilty and said that everything was an illusion. He just hugged his wife and rested in his bed?

Big Ah Fu wants to applaud for himself and applaud his intelligence.

However, after walking around the sheet for two steps, a faint voice sounded on the bed: "Zhang Quanfu, do you want to deny it?"

Fuber was stunned.

All the blood rushed to the brain, swallowed and looked back——

In fact, she has slept for three times, but at this time, Mrs. Zhang's long hair is completely scattered and only covered with a thin quilt. Ah Fu's heart also thought that if he can marry this daughter-in-law, he must provide her. When the mother waits, even when she turns out the light to sleep at night, she must make the mother happy from her feet.

But I can only think about it. His wife is the young master's mother. He didn't dare to start until he ate the bear heart leopard.

Eat already ate, how to do?

Fubo stood silently. For a long time, he didn't say a word. Instead, he went to a small cabinet, opened the cabinet, turned out a passbook, went to Mrs. Zhang and handed it to her: "this is all my savings."

Mrs. Zhang turned it over and made a rough calculation. There were more than 20 million.

She raised her eyes and looked at Ah Fu: "this is what I mean?"

She asked this very well, so that he could understand her and save her face. After all, she was a woman, and it was not realistic for her to ask Forbes directly to be responsible.

Fubomo his nose and his voice was low: "this is all I can give. We... Damn it, I did something sorry for my wife."

Then he slapped himself in the face.

This time, Mrs. Zhang understood.

She looked at Fubo quietly. Her long hair, which was already covered with a few strands of silver, looked very sad and beautiful in the black hair dyed with ink.

Big Ah Fu couldn't help looking more.

Slowly, Mrs. Zhang said, "do you have any other ideas?"

"Ah Fu dare not." Said fuber, dropping his eyes.

Mrs. Zhang sighed slightly, "you don't dare, you don't want to."

She didn't say much. She returned the passbook to Fubo directly. "Take this. Don't touch a woman and take out all her wealth. It's not as stupid as you."

Fubo stuffed his passbook in his hand and immediately didn't know what to do, while Mrs. Zhang had opened the quilt and got up to dress.

She didn't avoid him, and the signs of tossing all over her appeared in front of fuber's eyes, sometimes with a few purple finger prints.

Fuber felt even more uneasy. He was a beast. He wanted to reach out and slap himself again, but he didn't dare, so he had to look at it.

What's more, when he looked at it like this, his little brother didn't want to be a woman again.