Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhang Boyan stretched out his hand and pulled her back quickly.

"Zhang Boyan, what do you want to do?" She gritted her teeth.

Zhang Boyan sighed: "still angry?"

Mo Xiaobei hummed, "I don't want to be said to be spoiled."

"Isn't it?" He smiled low, grabbed her little hand and went out together: "stop it, tonight's entertainment is very important."

Mo Xiaobei shook off his hand and said in principle, "Zhang Boyan, come on, I said I wouldn't be with you."

With that, she ran quickly towards the exit of the parking lot.

Linda thought they were reconciled and good things were coming. After all, she had slept, but now Mo Xiaobei said that she would turn her face, which made her a little unacceptable for a while.

She looked at Zhang Zong's face again, which was also ugly.

Suddenly, Linda felt that Zhang was so pathetic. She looked very lost.

Linda walked over and said in a low voice, "president Zhang. Shall I call Miss Mo back? Look, it's raining so hard outside. In case you catch a cold. "

Zhang Boyan looked at the direction of the exit, looked at the back of the stubborn villain, and said expressionless, "no, get in the car!"

He said and walked towards his usual black RV. The driver, Lao Zhao, was already waiting.

Lao Zhao naturally knew Xiao Bei too. At this time, his expression was particularly complex. What he wanted to say was stopped by Linda's eyes.

At this time, Mr. Zhang was in a bad mood. Whoever advised him was dead.

So Lao Zhao could only put his persuasion back into his stomach, opened the door for Zhang Boyan, and exchanged glances with Linda.

The black RV started slowly and was immersed in rain when it left the parking lot.

It rained heavily.

There is water everywhere. There is water vapor between heaven and earth. It is almost impossible to tell which is heaven and which is earth.

Lao Zhao sighed softly, "it's really raining!"

"No!" Linda answered, "if you don't have an umbrella, you'll be drowned on the road. If you're not careful, you'll catch a cold and have a fever. If you're weaker, you can't imagine."

Lao Zhao repeatedly said yes.

Zhang Boyan in the back seat looked very black and reached out to press the window.

It was dusk outside, and those water lights reflected the neon on the street, making the whole earth a little strange.

In the sky, a thunder sounded, which was terrible.

At that moment, all the cars on the street were excited to scream.

Now, Lao Zhao has said it bluntly“ Ah, Xiao Bei is scared. She is most afraid of thunder. "

Zhang Boyan was silent, but the documents in his hand were closed.

After driving for a while, a small point appeared in front, getting bigger and bigger.

"Uncle Zhao, drive slowly." Zhang Boyan ordered in a deep voice.

Lao Zhao was so worried that of course he saw Mo Xiaobei, but the young master only said to drive slowly without stopping.

Although Lao Zhao was anxious, he did not dare to confront Zhang Boyan. He could only drive very slowly.

On the busy but deserted street, Mo Xiaobei ran quickly in the rain curtain with her bag on her head. Her feet touched the ground and splashed water. Each one was illuminated by the car light like a broken pearl.

Zhang Boyan sat in the car and passed her slowly.

Mo Xiaobei saw him.

Her face and body were full of rain.

She slowly put down the bag in her hand, stood there and watched his handsome face slowly disappear in front of her eyes.