Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei was stunned.

Go home?

"Mo family." He gently spit out two words, and then his tone became very light: "you don't think this time it was an accident?"

Of course, Mo Xiaobei doesn't think so. There is no one else except Mo Nansheng who can do this.

She was silent. Zhang Boyan looked at her and smiled: "do you need me to explain what happened with Mo Nansheng?"

"Didn't you say you were a fool?" In order to cover up her discomfort, she deliberately said rude.

His smile deepened. "It's not Miss Mo now!"

shame on you!

Mo Xiaobei didn't want to pay attention to him. Instead, Zhang Boyan pulled her up, "well, go and change your clothes."

He patted her on the back, very gently.

Mo Xiaobei is a little distracted. He is really good to her, so good that she is afraid that she will not be used to leaving in three years.

Well, she occasionally thinks of Lu Ze, because the existence of Zhang Boyan fills the gap in her heart

Just when she was stunned, Zhang Boyan leaned over, "do you want me to change it for you?"

Mo Xiaobei glanced at him and ran directly to his bedroom. When she changed her clothes, she remembered——

She was very resistant to going back to Mo's house when such a big thing happened, but she was not afraid at all just now.

Is it because... Zhang Boyan?

Mo Xiaobei bit his lip and went out.

Zhang Boyan had been waiting for her downstairs. When she looked at him, she found that they seemed to have hit their shirts.

She was wearing a pink and blue coat, while he was wearing a dark gray and blue tweed coat with good texture and a beige turtleneck inside. Wearing this way made him look much younger. There was a popular word called "high sense".

Mo Xiaobei Baba followed him. His little finger poked his arm and wanted to poke his pain. "It's like a peacock. It's to see his father-in-law's family!"

She said something about him and Mo Nansheng, but Zhang Boyan smiled meaningfully: "you don't want me to dress... Decently and don't think I have face?"

Mo Xiaobei wants to bite his tongue. What does she say!

The little hand held his arm: "I said Mo Nansheng!"

"I don't sleep with Mo Nansheng." Zhang Boyan chuckled.

Mo Xiaobei finally blew his hair and waved his small fist angrily.

While they were talking, they had reached the parking lot in front of the villa. Zhang Boyan opened the co pilot's door for her. After she sat in, he bent over and said, "why don't you take Anxi there, huh?"

Mo Xiaobei bowed his head and bit the back of his hand, "bad man!"

He smiled meaningfully and let her bite enough before he pulled his hand: "still like a child!"

Then he closed the door, got on the other side, buckled his seat belt and whispered, "there will be a reporter at the door later. Don't say anything, let alone get off, huh?"

Seeing that he looked serious, Mo Xiaobei didn't make trouble with him, so he nodded obediently.

Maybe she was so good. Zhang Boyan looked at it for a few seconds, but he couldn't help but unfasten his seat belt, leaned over and kissed her lips.

She stared at him with her eyes wide open. She didn't understand how he... Suddenly looked.

Zhang Boyan kissed for only a few seconds, then stepped back, reached out and gently wiped her ruddy mouth. His voice was hoarse: "very good."

Although it is a simple word, it has unspeakable doting.

The words Mo Xiaobei wanted to ask came to her mouth again, but she still couldn't ask. She just looked at him helplessly. His breath was shrouded all over her and there was nowhere to escape.