Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei stared at him.

Zhang Boyan suddenly chuckled. After taking a deep look at her, he continued to read the book in his hand.

A delicate little hand on the book blocked his sight.

He said coldly, "Mo Xiaobei, what is this?"

"How to forgive." She looked at him and said softly.

Zhang Boyan suddenly closed the book and slapped it on her little hand. It hurt very much.

Mo Xiaobei exclaimed and gritted his teeth.

But there was no opening.

She hung her head, looked at the back of her red hand and asked, "how can Zhang always forgive my mistakes!"

Zhang Boyan leaned on the back of the sofa and looked at her quietly, "if I asked you to beg me, would you be willing?"

"Please." Mo Xiaobei immediately spit out these two words without restraint.

Zhang Boyan threw the book aside: "Mo Xiaobei, do you really don't understand or pretend not to understand?"

"You did what you wanted." She said without expression.

Zhang Boyan sneered, "yes, but I don't think I'm sincere enough."

He picked up the document again, which was full of thirty or forty pages. "Type another one for me. The computer has it here."

Mo Xiaobei was stunned. "Zhang Boyan, don't go too far."

He smiled. "You should know I can't do too much. Shouldn't you handle this document that the dog has chewed and send it back? A newcomer in the workplace will not make such a mistake, let alone...... "

There was a cold smile in his mouth: "Miss Mo, you are 25 years old."

"I'm only 20." I don't know how, Mo Xiaobei said firmly.

Zhang Boyan's eyes fell quietly on her face, "go out."

what?

Zhang Boyan said coldly, "get out!"

Mo Xiaobei stayed.

He added, "if you don't want to fight, go out."

"I'll reprint." Mo Xiaobei heard his voice.

Then she went to her desk, opened his notebook documents, began typing according to the documents, and greeted his mother in her heart.

Zhang Boyan read her quietly for a while, then sat back and continued to read his book.

Time passed little by little. The glory of the night took away the residual light of the sunset. I don't know when to add warm yellow lights in the study.

Mo Xiaobei raised his eyes and looked at it in a daze. Only then did he realize that it was already seven o'clock.

But she only typed four or five pages.

And she's hungry.

Just then, Zhang Boyan put down his book and said in a low voice, "it's time to eat."

Mo Xiaobei really stayed for a while. What, can she still have food?

As if to see her surprise, Zhang Boyan's mouth slightly raised: "am I so inhuman?"

Mo Xiaobei muttered in his heart: you are not unkind, you are fine!

However, her face was extremely obedient, "otherwise, I'll go home and fight, and I'll send it after fighting."

She won't fool herself. She sends it out for copying.

Zhang Boyan took a deep look at her, took away the blanket on his knee with his fingers, and said quietly, "don't bother so much, just here."

He went out first, and Mo Xiaobei was shocked by another earthquake because he went out.

He doesn't, isn't it bad for you?

Zhang Boyan's voice came from the door, "I just have leg pain, not waste."

She spit out her tongue behind him, but he is really useless?

Hum.