Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

In about half an hour, Niu Yan Fubo poured water for Zhang Boyan and kindly brought Mo Xiaobei a cup of tea to refresh himself. Mo Xiaobei smiled at him and continued to bury his head in front of the computer.

Fuber went out quietly.

Zhang Boyan took a sip of water, raised his eyes, looked at Mo Xiaobei's face buried in the document, smiled faintly, said nothing, and continued to read.

Time seems to be quiet.

In the study, there was only his occasional sound of turning the book and Mo Xiaobei's sound of hitting the keyboard.

At nine o'clock, Fu Bo came again and whispered, "young master, the old lady took Xiao Nan back to the mountain and water house."

Zhang Boyan only raised his eyes: "I see. Let uncle Zhao drive slowly."

Fuber's mouth opened without saying anything.

After waiting for others to quit, Zhang Boyan put down his book and looked at Mo Xiaobei.

Mo Xiaobei rubbed his eyes while typing the document. His eyes were as lovely as a little rabbit. As for her, she hasn't found that her wig is gone. Her hair is now more like a dog's bite than the document.

Zhang Boyan looked at it quietly and thought deeply.

Mo Xiaobei rubbed his sour eyes and suddenly raised his eyes to see Zhang Boyan's eyes. Her face was hot, and then he whispered, "half done."

Zhang Boyan said, "do you care about Fu ran?"

Mo Xiaobei didn't dare to touch his focused eyes, lowered his head, pretended to continue typing documents, and said, "she is my best friend."

Zhang Boyan held the cup and sipped the good tea, but asked, "do you know why your best friend wants you to work in Boyu?"

Mo Xiaobei was stunned.

"You can guess clearly in your heart. Why didn't you say it?" He smiled softly.

Mo Xiaobei put it down and kept looking at Zhang Boyan. His voice was very slow, "I can't guess."

She didn't want to prove it, but he didn't let her go and told her cruelly: "because Fu ran knows I like you and has an intention for you, she knows how to please me, and why are you mo Xiaobei so uninterested?"

When he finished, Mo Xiaobei blinked his eyes, which were stained with mist.

She is not a fool. Of course she feels it, but in her heart, she is willing to make fu ran... More convenient.

And her expression could not escape Zhang Boyan's eyes. He said faintly: "you know what she means and still stay in Boyu. The fact is that you recognize such a practice, so why pretend to be noble."

Then he got up, walked to her, slightly bent down and blew in her ear: "why so hard!"

Mo Xiaobei's body is a little stiff. He feels the temperature of his body, and he plays carelessly and carelessly. Yes, it's playing. It's completely different from the pain that night.

She blinked and smiled, "Zhang is too heavy. If ordinary people like us don't want to be trampled on, we have to work harder. "

She hung her eyes: "Mr. Zhang, please respect yourself."

She thought he would pester more or less, but she didn't expect that he immediately let her go and went back to read.

Mo Xiaobei calculated silently. He has been reading books for three or four hours today. Won't he be tired before she came?

Zhang Boyan didn't raise his head and said, "Mo Xiaobei, what do you think of me?"

Mo Xiaobei suddenly regained his mind, his small face flushed, "I didn't stare at you."