Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei stayed for a while. Unexpectedly, Mo Nansheng gave in like this. There was no strength to tear her before?!!!

She looked at Zhang Boyan, but she thought secretly: if Mo Nansheng really said so, wouldn't he be abnormal? It was said that she was only 17 years old and a child!

But Zhang is happy. Zhang doesn't care about being called a pervert, because he is!

At this time, when Mo Nansheng finished, Shen Ru was relieved, looked at Zhang Boyan and said gently, "Nansheng is also confused for a while! Just explain it clearly. It's all a family! "

She hesitated. "Boyan, why don't you stay with Xiao Bei for dinner?"

Her tone was more or less tentative, trying to see how much position Mo Xiaobei occupied in Zhang Boyan's mind.

Zhang Boyan smiled, "OK!"

When he finished, Shen Ru was slightly surprised, while Mo Xiaobei quietly pulled his sleeve, and his small face was dissatisfied.

Zhang Boyan reached out and rubbed her long hair: "be... Good!"

He meant something: go back to bed.

Mo Xiaobei read out his intention in his eyes, so he didn't make a sound. It was a default.

In such silence, Shen Ru, the hostess, played a role and smiled very politely, as if flowers were blooming on her face. "There's still a while to eat. Otherwise, Bo Yan, you can play chess with your uncle Mo!"

She was particularly warm: "Nansheng went upstairs to change clothes, Xiaobei... You go and cut a plate of fruit for your father and Boyan."

Mo Xiaobei listened and felt that Shen Ru was like singing a big play.

However, Zhang Boyan nodded: "this arrangement is good!"

He patted Mo Xiaobei's hand, "go and cut a plate of fruit."

Mo Xiaobei looked at him: didn't he come to find him unhappy? Why is there a play of loving each other now?

But Zhang Boyan patted her again: "go quickly."

Mo Xiaobei gave a cry and ran away.

As soon as she left, the atmosphere changed and became a little difficult.

Mo Ruhai sighed: "Mr. Zhang, I know what to do!"

Zhang Boyan's slender fingers gently turned a cup around him, and his tone was very light. "If President Mo had a sense of propriety, today's things would not happen, and I don't need to run this trip."

Mo Ruhai's forehead exudes fine sweat, and his expression is somewhat reluctantly. Shen Ru tries to say, "it's Nansheng who doesn't understand!"

Zhang Boyan raised his face and looked at her. "Ms. Shen, did I ask you?"

Shen Ru was stunned. He didn't expect Zhang Boyan to give her so much face.

After being stunned for a long time, Zhang Boyan took a cup of tea and drank tea, "I don't want Xiaobei to be unhappy."

The words are neither light nor heavy, but Mo Ruhai understands.

His mood was a little complicated, both sad and happy, and he couldn't tell the taste.

What else does Shen Ru want to say? Mo Ruhai has focused on it. "I understand what president Zhang said!"

Zhang Boyan smiled quietly and said nothing more.

In the kitchen, Mo Xiaobei peeled some fruits to make a platter, because she didn't know what Zhang Boyan liked to eat.

Just when he was ready, Mo Nansheng appeared silently, stood behind Mo Xiaobei and spoke like a ghost: "Mo Xiaobei, are you particularly proud now?"

Mo Xiaobei looked back at Mo Nansheng and raised a small arc at the corner of his mouth: "what do you think?"

Mo Nansheng's eyes stared at her. After staring at her for a long time, he suddenly laughed bitterly and publicized, "do you know why dad is so kind to you?"

Mo Xiaobei looked at her crazy look and didn't say anything.

Mo Nansheng's voice rose several degrees in vain, "because he owes you! I owe you shit! He felt guilty! "

She said, feeling relieved and laughing more wantonly, "do you know how your mother died? I don't think Dad told you... "