Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei didn't know how she got into the car, but when she raised her eyes and looked at Mo Ruhai standing in the direction of the hall, her cheeks had white hair and her face was a little hurt

Mo Xiaobei felt that he was ten years old all at once.

Zhang Boyan did not drive immediately, but put his forehead against her and whispered, "Beibei, there will be no such thing in the future."

She was trapped in his arms, his breath all over her, a little secure.

She shook her head. "Zhang Boyan, it has nothing to do with you."

"You were hurt by my side, that's my fault!" His voice was lower.

He held her in his arms and patted her with a big palm behind her, like coaxing a baby.

Many years ago, when she cried, he coaxed her like this.

Mo Xiaobei bit his lips. His eyes were hot and his nose was sour. Originally, she didn't want to cry, but he coaxed her so that she couldn't help crying——

He cried on his shoulder, beat his shoulder with his small hand, and finally shook it into a fist.

She cried like a child, fragile and helpless.

"Beibei, you still have me, you still have your brother." He kissed the corner of her eye and couldn't help whispering.

At such a moment, he forgot the hatred of Zhang Mo's family and the belief he had been instilled since childhood. All that remained was his love for her, and only the little girl who cried like a child.

His little girl!

She held so tight, so tight, like grasping the last driftwood in her life, like he was the only one in her world!

For a long time, when she was finally quiet, Zhang Boyan started the car.

Mo Ruhai was still standing in the hall watching, his face aging.

Shen Ru appeared beside him and whispered, "it's Nansheng who can't hold his breath!"

"How did Nansheng know that?" Mo Ruhai's voice was very light. He slowly turned around and looked at Shen Ru, "did you tell her?"

Shen Ru's face changed and stepped back: "no! Ruhai, listen to me... We had a quarrel. Nansheng heard it. Later, she asked me! "

Mo Ru, like the dead ash on the sea, muttered to himself, "Nansheng knows?"

Then his eyes became frightened and his voice was gloomy, "if Nan Sheng dares to say another word, I will kill you myself."

Shen Ru clenched his slender and sharp fingers into a fist, repressed himself and said, "I know."

She straightened her back and walked slowly upstairs. Mo Ruhai called her, "Shen Ru."

She looked back.

Mo Ruhai's voice was more gloomy: "I looked at Nansheng and didn't care about you..."

Shen Ru trembled and looked straight at Mo Ruhai. In his eyes, she couldn't find the warmth of husband and wife.

Even hate!

Hate, who doesn't hate?

She, or downing?

In those days, he did no less evil than her. Did downing really want to marry him?

Shen Ru sneers. Mo Ruhai is just a poor worm. Downing is the woman he wants to be out of reach all his life.

……

Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Boyan stopped the car, got off first, then went around to the other side, opened the door and got off with Mo Xiaobei.

She seemed to be asleep, closed her eyes, and there were two tears on her long eyelashes. As soon as he hugged her, she immediately hugged his neck.

"Take you upstairs, huh?" Zhang Boyan whispered.

At this time, Fubo appeared mysteriously. Lao Hua's eyes saw that half of Mo Xiaobei's face was swollen and five bright red finger marks. He repeatedly said, "how did this happen? It hurts so much."