Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He smiled gently and gave her an extremely noble and beautiful smile: "thank you, Mo Xiaobei."

She stared into his eyes and said slowly, "Zhang Boyan, every time you call me Mo Xiaobei, I think you're upset and kind."

"Is my intention so obvious?" Zhang Boyan smiled.

Mo Xiaobei was silent.

He is still the annoying Zhang Boyan.

Nothing has changed!

No matter how slow the car is, it will eventually arrive at the villa where she lives. Mo Xiaobei is reluctant to part with it when he gets off the bus, because the little guy in his arms is warm and has a smell of milk.

She carefully moved the little guy away, took her coat and got ready to get out of the car and put it on.

Zhang Boyan whispered, "put it on the car. You'll catch a cold when you get off."

Mo Xiaobei shook his head to say it's okay, but he was frightened by his gloomy side face.

She spits out her tongue, puts on her thick coat and mutters, "you must think of me as a small ball."

His face softened a little and his voice was faint. "I just hope you learn to take care of yourself."

Mo Xiaobei wanted to make a joke, but he swallowed his words looking at his face. He just smiled and opened the door to get off.

Zhang Boyan got off the bus and walked quickly.

"Zhang Boyan, I'm here." Mo Xiaobei stood in front of the black carved door and waved at him.

There was a happy look on her little face, which was familiar to Zhang Boyan.

He slowly put his hand back into his pocket and smiled faintly, "come in!"

Mo Xiaobei looked at his smile and bit his lower lip: "Zhang Boyan, are you okay?"

He smiled with charming eyes. "It's all right, come in!"

She stared for a long time, took two steps forward and coughed: "Zhang Boyan, in fact, you... Don't hate so much."

"Really?" He smiled a little, "thank you for Miss Mo's praise."

"This is not a compliment." Mo Xiaobei's hand was in his pocket: "it's the truth."

Zhang Boyan's smile deepened. He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch her head, but his hand remained in the air for a long time.

Mo Xiaobei didn't hide. She looked up at him.

Half a ring, he withdrew his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "good night."

"Well, good night." She walked towards the gate. After taking a few steps, she suddenly turned back and said to Zhang Boyan, "you will find her."

Zhang Boyan stood in the original place and looked at her. His eyes were so deep that Mo Xiaobei couldn't move his eyes.

For a long time, she whispered, "I'm leaving."

The black door opened in front of her and she ran in.

Zhang Boyan stood in the moonlight and looked at her.

She ran more than ten meters and suddenly turned her head again.

He still stood there and looked in her direction. Mo Xiaobei took a few steps backwards and waved to him. Now he really disappeared into the night.

Disappeared in the castle built by Lu Ze for her, but he couldn't take her out immediately.

Zhang Boyan stood quietly for a while before he opened the door and drove away.

The hall of the villa was dark. Mo Xiaobei wanted to turn on the light. Lu Ze's voice came from the darkness: "come back so late?"

Mo Xiaobei blinked and asked, as if in some uncertainty, "Lu Ze?"

"It's me." He opened his mouth quietly and touched it. The hall was as bright as day.

Mo Xiaobei said, ran over and sat beside him, holding his arm: "didn't he say to come back tomorrow?"