Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Yao helped her dress. She would have opposed the struggle before, but she didn't today.

She obediently let him wear, even close fitting clothes.

Tang Yao had been married to her for so long that this time he was really in love with her. He was a little greedy for this feeling. He held her and put on clothes for about ten minutes. Everywhere his fingers went, they lit a fire and made Fu Ran's body soft.

Finally, I took her to the outside office.

Anna had already prepared her lunch and quit wisely.

Tang Yao put Fu ran down and sat beside her. He was very considerate to cook for her, and Fu ran ate obediently.

Such an atmosphere is really warm. Their husband and wife haven't had it for so long.

Tang Yao's heart moved slightly and looked at her sideways.

Fu ran pursed her lower lip: "what's the matter?"

"I just think you are very good today." Tang Yao smiled faintly and took a chopstick for her. "Eat more, huh?"

Fu ran lowers his head to eat, remembering the task assigned by Xiao Bei, so he also carries a vinegar fish for him, "you also eat."

Tang Yao's narrow eyes were stained with a faint smile: "it should be mended."

There was a deep meaning in his words, which made Fu ran blush.

He simply picked her up and put her on his lap: "what do you want to eat, I'll feed you."

"I'll eat it myself. You put me down." Fu Ran's fingers grabbed his shirt and whispered.

Tang Yao smiled, "don't let go. Not only will I not let go, but I will eat you. "

Then he helped her put on her clothes and took them off one by one.

He's out of control!

This is the only thing Fu ran can think of

Today, there is a popular gossip in Tang brick that Tang will always die on Mrs. Tang.

Come in the morning, come at noon, and come again in the afternoon... Don't the couple have a bed at home?

Or do you find it exciting in the company?

But when he got off work, Mr. Tang was in high spirits. Mrs. Tang completely lost her and was carried downstairs by Mr. Tang.

How many pairs of eyes look at them when the big thorn passes through the hall of Tang brick, but Tang doesn't mind at all. Fu Ran has no face to see people, and his small face is more lovely in his arms.

Then, Tang brick's gossip is that Mrs. Tang is actually only 24 years old. Mr. Tang is in his early 30s. It is normal to love his little wife and forget her feelings for a while.

Shen Wan has long been forgotten by everyone. Even if she is mentioned, she can't be a junior.

Look at the feelings of president Tang's husband and wife. Don't say one Shen Wan, even ten Shen Wan can't get involved.

In the parking lot, Tang Yao put Fu dye into the car. He also got in the car, buckled his seat belt and smiled: "are you satisfied, Mrs. Tang?"

Fu ran bit her lip: "you don't want face!"

Tang Yao smiled lower and deeper. "I mean, I'm very proud to hold you out of the hall like this, isn't it?"

Fu ran looked at him and said nothing more.

But how could Tang Yao let her go easily? He was always shameless, so he held her face: "since you misunderstood, tell me your true feelings."

Then he asked in a serious tone, "Mrs. Tang, are you satisfied today? Is the posture, strength and frequency OK? Do you think your husband needs to improve in this regard? "

He asked several questions in a row. Fu ran was almost bored and stared at him for a long time.

Tang Yao smiled again. "You can think about answering again and add it in a few days."

Fu ran was angry and scolded Mo Xiaobei in his heart.

What kind of mission is this!?

I'm tired to death if I don't seduce Tang Yao at ordinary times. If I seduce him, her life is a hot one!