Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei lied in his arms and poked his back with his small hand: "Uncle Zhang, do you still have strength?"

Just finished, he purred and looked at him with an incredible look.

He is hardly human.

Zhang Boyan's slender fingers clasped her small chin and smiled in a low voice: "do you still call me uncle Zhang?"

Her eyes were wide open and she quickly shook her head: "no more."

His voice was as delicate as honey. Zhang Boyan patted her lazily, "go brush your teeth and wash your face. I'll wait for you outside."

She Oh, then remembered and ran back to him: "Zhang Boyan, is this a date?"

He looked at her with some deep eyes: "who is dating a little fart child? I'll just take you to dinner. "

Mo Xiaobei hugged his arm: "it's a date."

He couldn't help but snort, "someone was still hesitant to come with me last night!"

"Yes? Who is it? " Mo Xiaobei pretended to be silly and ran back to the bathroom quickly.

Zhang Boyan looked at her back and smiled silently.

Although it's hard to chase this little guy again, it has a different taste.

He sat smoking in the living room and soon Mo Xiaobei came out.

She wore a white coat without makeup.

Zhang Boyan suddenly remembered that most of the clothes she was wearing were bought for her by Lu Ze. He didn't care about it, but it was not easy to say anything. He just whispered, "it's time to change the season now. Go and add some clothes?"

Mo Xiaobei held his arm: "I have no money."

Zhang Boyan smiled: "didn't Nan Sheng give you a black card?"

She then remembered: "yes, but with you, why should I swipe my card?"

Zhang Boyan looked at her for a long time, and her eyes were shining at him.

Finally, he pinched her little nose, "let's go."

"Zhang Boyan, did you swipe your card?" She hung on his arm and asked very seriously.

Zhang Boyan glared at her, "cheapskate."

"You're a cheapskate if you don't brush." Mo Xiaobei wrinkled his lovely nose: "I have paid the most precious thing."

"Am I not?" Zhang always assumes a superior posture.

Mo Xiaobei shouted: "Zhang Boyan, you have small balls and pretend to be a man in the pure love department!"

In fact, she was not sure whether the small ball was a test tube, but she wanted to understand that he was definitely not. He drove her to a very good music restaurant and sat down. The manager came and said something.

Zhang Boyan smiled: "I have a gift for you."

Mo Xiaobei looked at him.

He still smiled and went to the stage with his fingers on the black-and-white keys.

The waiter served Mo Xiaobei with rich and exquisite dishes, and the lights in the restaurant went out at this time. Only a few candles were on

Just then, "starry sky" flowed between his fingers, just like a quiet space suddenly injected life. Mo Xiaobei felt that those notes were all around him, each, each, all around her, so wonderful.

The man sitting on the stage is so handsome.

Mo Xiaobei looked at him with some infatuation——

She thought of her and Lu Ze. Lu Ze played the piano very well. She often regretted that he didn't play.

She was with him for so long, but she couldn't go any further.