Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"If you like each other, you don't need to be an adult. If you have a relationship, you need to be an adult!" Zhang always said slowly.

This time, Zhang Hua finally laughed——

It seems that Zhang and Mo Xiaobei get along well.

Mo Xiaobei bit his lip: "Zhang Boyan, do you want to be shameless!"

Zhang Boyan looked at her sideways, reached out and pulled her into his arms. He sat in front of him, his chin on her hair, his arm around her small body, and took her to look at the photos behind.

Mo Xiaobei wants to break away - Zhang Hua is still there, that's it!

But Zhang Hua's face was still light.

Zhang Boyan picked the last one and finally picked out a photo, "just this one!"

Mo Xiaobei took it over and almost vomited blood in his heart.

Who took this picture of him squinting? The angle was too animal. In that picture, she stood face to face with Zhang Boyan. She was still Petite at that time, only to the position of his upper arm.

He was dressed in a black suit, noble and unparalleled, bowed his head and eyes, with endless tenderness in his eyes.

At a glance, you can see it all.

And she, lifting her small chin, looked into his eyes. At that time, her eyes were as clear as they were.

Such a picture, very loving, will make you feel that they have long been together.

Mo Xiaobei looked blankly for a long time, turned his head and looked at Zhang Boyan blankly: "this photo..."

"Don't you think it's very real?" Zhang Boyan smiled, took the photo from her hand and handed it to Zhang Hua: "remove the previous one in two hours and replace it with this. You can write the whole manuscript."

He pondered for a moment, "write this to the effect that I have been waiting for Beibei."

Mo Xiaobei's charming body was shocked. He narrowed so numb!

Zhang Hua smiled lightly: "OK, I'll do it right away."

He left soon. Mo Xiaobei looked at the closed door and turned his head at Zhang Boyan: "if you write this, will you be crowned with the name of a pervert? I was only 17! "

Zhang Boyan held her in one hand, asked her to sit on one of his knees, held her waist, gently stroked her red lips with one hand, and whispered, "do you think I care what others say?"

"Then why do you have to clarify!" Mo Xiaobei's voice is winding and soft.

Zhang Boyan gently pressed her in his arms and looked down at her for a while: "I can't let you follow me, can I?"

Mo Xiaobei bullied AI at once, lowered his eyes and dared not speak.

He revealed too much information today, as well as the birthday he prepared before, too much... She vaguely felt that he might have liked her for a long time.

Just like he asked Zhang Hua to write, he has been waiting for her!

This is a weight she can't bear, and she can't ask.

Once it's broken, can she... Leave?

She kept her little face down, and Zhang Boyan smiled: "don't you like being spoiled? I thought girls like it."

"I don't like it! I hate you most. " She raised her small face with moisture in her eyes.

Zhang Boyan's thin lips were attached to her ears. "At night, in bed, I'll make you honest, huh?"

Mo Xiaobei looked at him with heinous eyes, "Zhang Boyan, are you still in the mood to do this?"

"I'm in the mood now!" He bit her little ear: "Beibei, do you feel it?"

Mo Xiaobei's eyes are more... Meaningful.

But he patted her and smiled, "well, change your clothes and I'll take you home."