Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

The golden goddess sign in front of the black RV is shining with golden cold light in the rain, noble and alienated.

The car brush kept brushing, swinging left and right.

Lao Zhao, who was driving, was so worried that he wanted to rub his hands, "young master!"

Zhang Boyan's voice was calm, "stop."

Lao Zhao immediately seemed to get a special order and immediately braked.

The car scratched a long water mark on the ground before it stopped. Zhang Boyan opened the door and got off. Lao Zhao was anxious: "young master, take an umbrella."

But Zhang Boyan didn't. He walked slowly towards Mo Xiaobei.

Mo Xiaobei was still standing there, soaked in the rain.

But she did not move and stared at Zhang Boyan.

Until his tiptoes touched her, he spoke with a slight hoarseness: "Mo Xiaobei, you said you were not proud of your pet!"

She stood in the rain without saying a word.

He took another step forward. There was no gap between them. His voice was very low, but she could hear: "Mo Xiaobei, won't you come to me when you leave Lu Ze?"

She tilted her head, her face was covered with rain, and her eyelashes were covered with rain.

She directed at him with a loud voice: "Zhang Boyan, who said I was leaving Lu Ze?"

He looked at her quietly and smiled, "Why are you alone if you don't leave him?"

"I like it!" She bit her lip and stepped back. "The person I hate most in this world is you, Zhang Boyan."

"Yes, I hate you most!" Her eyes filled with hot things, "because of you, I can't be with Lu Ze. Zhang Boyan, I hate you. "

"But I like you!" His eyes were deep and painful, "Mo Xiaobei, I want you to think, so you come up with this kind of thing?"

He took another step forward and approached.

Mo Xiaobei took another step back.

His face and body were soon covered with rain. He grabbed her small arm in one hand, and his strength was so strong that it hurt her.

He drew close to her and put his hot lips close to her ears: "Mo Xiaobei, don't you hate me because you like me, because you like me to hold you, like me to kiss you, and like me to possess you?"

"No more." She slapped her face and threw it away.

He didn't avoid it, so he suffered it, and then smiled coldly: "Mo Xiaobei, you're not cold at all. What you think is not ready, just because you don't want Lu Ze. You've been lying to yourself that you like him. If you like him, why aren't you really with him?"

As he spoke, he pulled her savagely into his arms and bit her lips savagely with his head down.

Almost immediately, there was a smell of blood between their lips and teeth, filled with unspeakable warmth.

Mo Xiaobei couldn't escape. He came over with a small hand and scratched his back hard on his shoulder, but his coat didn't hurt him, but broke his fingernails.

She cried out in pain, and her little mouth was occupied by him. At that moment, she thought he was very annoying.

Here he was hugging and kissing fiercely, and there Lao Zhao was shaking in the wind with an umbrella.

His hesitation.

I'm going to deliver umbrellas. These two little ones don't get along very well. What if they don't deliver colds?

Linda stood beside him and smiled: "Uncle Zhao, looking at Zhang and Xiaobei, I want to fall in love."

Lao Zhao glanced at her and sighed: "even falling in love can't be so fierce!"

Linda smiled. "Let's wait in the car. I booked a room in the hotel and asked someone to send me suitable clothes. Although I'm in the rain and taking a bath, I should be fine."

Lao Zhao shook his head.