Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She thought Zhang Boyan would be embarrassed to the end, but he suddenly released her and said calmly: "owe first! One cup! "

Looking at her to drink the wine in the cup, she asked softly, "is this cup for Tang Yao or yourself?"

Mo Xiaobei bit his lip and showed a clever little appearance on his face. "Xiaobei drank for Mr. Zhang."

Tang Yao was stunned and his heart was a little sour. Before he put it, why had Xiaobei ever been so low?

It was his recklessness that bothered her tonight.

Probably because of the man's bad nature, Zhang Boyan was finally pleasantly pleased. Instead of waiting for her to drink, he took the cup in her hand and took a sip.

Mo Xiaobei breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Yao's face finally returned to his face. He winked at Mo Xiaobei.

Mo Xiaobei really couldn't flatter Zhang Boyan. She was just next to him and didn't dare to do anything again.

Last night's kiss, she still had lingering palpitations and refused to recall——

Zhang Boyan is mo Nansheng's favorite. Mo Xiaobei has inexplicable resistance to Mo Nansheng's favorite things.

Fortunately, he didn't embarrass her any more. He played cards with several men, and their women sat around and watched.

Mo Xiaobei leaned on his side and put his face on his shoulder socket, learning from those women——

Zhang Boyan turned his head slowly, looked at her with an unknown meaning, and didn't say anything.

But if she took her head away again, it seemed a little deliberate, so she kept it for a long time. It's also very sour!

Tang Yao played a lot of cards. He obviously wanted to release water and give money to make President Zhang happy.

However, Zhang Boyan lost a lot of cards.

The atmosphere is a little subtle. Several men's foreheads exude fine sweat

Mo Xiaobei glanced, "Zhang Boyan, can't you play cards?"

Zhang Boyan put down his cards and looked at her sideways——

(Mr. Zhang's inner monologue: Mo Xiaobei, how can I fight if you lean on me like this?)

His eyes were deep, and everyone, including Tang Yao, thought he was unhappy. When Zhang Boyan put the card in her hand, his voice was faint: "you play for me."

Mo Xiaobei was stunned for a moment and immediately whispered his objection: "I can't afford to lose!"

She just looked. In less than an hour, he probably lost millions.

Mo's assets are frozen. Where did she lose her money?

Zhang Boyan had moved his position, sat down, closed his eyes, and his voice was faint: "if you lose, it's mine."

Mo Xiaobei bit his lip. "Is it mine to win?"

He opened his black eyes and looked at her, but he said to others, "don't let her either."

Mo Xiaobei was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to disobey. He climbed to his seat and sat down.

After sitting down, he found that he was leaning on the sofa with his legs... Sitting on both sides, so she was sitting in the middle of his legs.

A shameful gesture!

Mo Xiaobei sipped his lower lip, still sat down with a stiff scalp, and then beat.

Behind him, there was only his light breathing sound, which seemed to be asleep.

She's a little distracted

Fortunately, Tang Yao still wanted to release water. She didn't lose too much. She only lost 200000 or 300000 in more than half an hour.

Behind his back, there was a slight sound. Zhang Boyan woke up from a nap and sat up straight.

Now, it's a little deadly.

Zhang Boyan was very tall, sitting with his chin just against her hair. Mo Xiaobei was sitting in his arms, with a hot male body behind him.