Fu ran ran back to the bathroom in the master bedroom and threw cold water on her face. Her face was so hot that she seemed to jump out of the "fire pit".

In this way, he fluttered repeatedly until the temperature on his face and body fell down.

Fu Ran's eyes are red. She was bullied by Tang Yao. Looking at herself in the mirror, she can't believe that the woman whose face is so red is her Fu ran.

This bastard!

Originally I wanted to rush, but I was afraid that Tang Yao would go crazy when he came back. I thought I'd put on my clothes, wash my face and brush my teeth.

After changing clothes in the dressing room, Tang Yao came back slowly and picked his eyebrow: "is it too cold to wear so little. The highest temperature today is only 18 degrees. "

Then she put back the windbreaker in her hand and picked a beige coat in her wardrobe for her: "this one is good. This one looks good on you."

Fu ran ignored him. Instead, he took his coat across his arm, put on high heels and prepared to go downstairs.

Tang Yao held her hand, "wait a minute."

Fu ran turned around and said, "what else?"

He stood there, smiling: "impatient?"

Then he pulled her over and carefully tidied her collar. "It's not done here."

Then he checked her carefully and loosened her: "what a spirit, full of workplace style!"

He suddenly thought, "in fact, I never thought of marrying a strong woman before."

Fu ran was stunned.

He smiled, "I haven't imagined much, but we Tang women are generally raised at home."

She was a little angry: "Tang Yao, you said to give me freedom."

"Yes, I know, so I won't stop you from being a strong woman. I'll bring Nianchen." His low voice almost coaxed her, as if they were in love.

In this way, where can Fu ran be angry?

Looking at him, he broke away and walked downstairs. Tang Yao looked at her back until he couldn't see it. He took it back and smiled.

It was only a moment before his smile came back.

Today, he wanted to tell her about Tang Zhuan's handling of the Fu family, but they were lying in the same bed. They were husband and wife, and he still couldn't open his mouth.

Forget it. She'll know anyway.

Downstairs, Fu ran Cai went down and saw Nianchen eating obediently with Qiqi. Qiqi took him with a gentle voice and would tease Nianchen to laugh later.

Nianchen smiled and looked very happy.

Fu ran seldom saw her son so happy and smiled happily.

She thought, maybe Tang Yao was right. They should have another child, so Nianchen won't be too lonely.

Just... Wait. When IDO is over, if they can have a relationship like this, then have a child. Nianchen is also happy. This family is more like a home.

Fu ran thought like this, but she was also slightly wronged. She had insisted for so long. She thought that one day when Nianchen grew up, she would not linger to separate from Tang Yao. After all, she gave up.

That's it. That's good, too.

Fu ran walked over with a smile, put his coat on the back of the chair and sat down: "what are you going to say, so happy?"

Nianchen's little face was red. "Qiqi said she would bring props tonight, and I could sleep with Hello Kitty in my arms at night."

Fu ran looked at Qiqi. Qiqi's face was loveless and waved his hand: "this time, it's not an example."

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