Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

After so many repetitions, Mo Xiaobei also gave up his struggle.

She looked at the small ball's delicate face and was a little distracted.

The child is really good-looking, and his facial features are exquisite. He usually talks like Zhang Boyan, but he should inherit her mother's appearance.

And the more mo Xiaobei sees it, the more he feels that he is familiar with it——

A flash of light came to her mind: isn't this octopus ball really born by Mo Nansheng for Zhang Boyan? Why does she look at xiaowanzi like Mo Nansheng?

Thinking, Mo Xiaobei was a little sleepy and slowly lowered his eyelashes

Two hours later, Zhang Boyan and Fu ran came out of the conference room.

Fu Ran's footsteps were fast. Zhang Boyan gently stopped her: "Fu ran."

She turned her head and looked at him: "I know the measure. I won't mention you and Xiaobei."

Zhang Boyan's eyes were far-reaching: "I can't bear it again."

So he would rather make a big detour than ask her to be good.

Fu ran was touched and smiled, "she will fall in love with you again."

Zhang Boyan smiled, "Xiao Bei, she looks at me now. It's like looking at a devil."

Fu ran smiled, "you should restrain yourself!"

Zhang Boyan looked at her more, didn't say anything, and pushed open the door of the office.

The huge office was quiet without any sound. The only sound came from the lounge. It was the breathing sound of Zhang Anxi's silly dog.

Zhang Boyan and Fu ran looked at each other, and there was some helplessness in their eyes.

When we walked to the door of the lounge together, we saw the two small animals sleeping together, and the small face of the small ball was still buried in Mo Xiaobei's arms. The sweater opened, revealing a small section of white and tender skin, and we knew what the small ball was doing at a glance.

Zhang Boyan's breath was stifled by the beauty in front of him, and his eyes looked at the little thing on the bed like a fire.

Now he wants to throw out Zhang Anxi, a silly dog, and ask Fu ran to go out, xiaowanzi... He can keep his voice down. Xiaobei won't wake up as long as he doesn't shout loudly.

His mind was full of waste, thinking about what to do with his little wife

Fu ran glanced at him leisurely and smiled: "restrain Mr. Zhang. Don't forget that you and Nansheng are the most annoying people in Xiaobei's heart."

Zhang Boyan silently glanced at Fu ran.

Fu ran added, "the little ball is much faster than you."

Just then, Mo Xiaobei woke up.

First, he opened his eyes, then opened his eyes, woke up vaguely, looked at Fu ran, forgot his embarrassment and sat up directly.

When leaving the small ball, the small mouth of the small ball made a sound and loosened the bite

Fu ran and Zhang Boyan saw the picture.

Fu ran thought sympathetically that President Zhang might suffer more recently.

Mo Xiaobei also found himself unbearable. He immediately covered his clothes and bit his lips: "Ranran!"

She blushed and hurriedly tried to button up her coat, but it seemed uncomfortable to move in front of them.

Zhang Boyan said, "Fu ran and I will go out first. Please tidy up."

Mo Xiaobei looked at Fu ran for help. Fu ran smiled, but there were some tears in his eyes. "Zhang was right. We are waiting for you outside."