Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She said, her eyes moved to Xiaobei's face, stretched out her hand and gently touched her small face, "you have forgotten a lot of things that have happened in the past. Don't think about it again, seriously experience today, and seriously think about what kind of life you wanted to live before."

Mo Xiaobei felt the temperature on Mo Nansheng's hand, and his little face was moved.

She tilted her little head, put it in the palm of her hand and whispered, "do you mean Lu Ze?"

"You're still so smart." Mo Nansheng smiled: "Xiaobei, are you still the same as before? Do you want to marry Lu Ze wholeheartedly?"

Mo Xiaobei licked his lower lip, looked at Mo Nansheng and whispered for a while: "in fact, I don't know. It used to be, but now I feel some pressure with him."

She hugged her knees. "He's busy. I can only see him at night."

Then she smiled: "maybe I'm too greedy. I always think I like Lu Ze playing the piano, not the smart businessman now."

Mo Nansheng took a sip of fruit tea. "Zhang Boyan is also a businessman. What do you think of him?"

"He?" Mo Xiaobei smiled: "they are all the children's fathers. Besides... "

Her eyes dropped, "Nan Sheng, you know, I have no way back. Lu Ze and I will get married."

At this time, she couldn't say how much she liked it. When she woke up, "I didn't have anything with him. I didn't kiss." Mo Nansheng smiled: "Xiao Bei, he is very kind to you. I don't believe you can't feel it."

She pointed it out so straightly that Mo Xiaobei's heart beat quickly, and his heart fluctuated slightly. It took a while to whisper: "he has a child."

"He has no wife." Mo Nansheng smiled carelessly: "he likes you."

Mo Xiaobei raised his eyes and opened his mouth like a small fish. After a long time, he squeezed out a sentence: "you mean, he wants me to be... The stepmother of octopus balls?"

Mo Nansheng held a delicate arm: "when the stepmother buried you, you know the women who want to be Zhang Xiaonan's stepmother, row from here to France."

"There is no such exaggeration." Mo Xiaobei held his small face and smiled: "it's impossible for him and me. I have Lu Ze."

Mo Nansheng gave a low sigh. No more.

Mo Xiaobei talked with her again for a while. At this time, there was a gentle snow in the night sky.

"It's snowing." Mo Xiaobei opened a little window and let the light snow float in.

Mo Nansheng also sighed: "yes, tomorrow is the new year. Happy new year to Xiaobei. "