Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhang Boyan smoked quietly, played with a pure gold lighter in his hand, glanced at Fu Bo and said in a low voice, "then live in another place."

Fu Bo thought to himself, young master, you really have a heart of stone.

He said so. Naturally, Fubo wouldn't talk much. He went to see the young master's meal ready and brought it to Zhang Boyan himself.

Zhang Boyan put out the smoke and went upstairs with a plate.

In the bedroom, the little guy was still lying, leaving him only a back and a small head.

She seems to be asleep.

Zhang Boyan put the plate aside, took her tablet and watched the game of four husbands.

He played a few times and frowned... He had to pay for four husbands?

What do little girls think now?

He stroked his forehead and suddenly felt that he was a little old. He was only 28 years old. There was a generation gap with Mo Xiaobei, who was 20 years old.

He dropped his hand and put it on her shoulder: "Xiao Bei, have a meal!"

"I don't eat!" Her voice was delicate and soft, with full soberness.

He smiled. He pretended to sleep, so he lowered his head and put it in her ear. His voice was hoarse: "Beibei, I don't mind waking you up in another way."

Mo Xiaobei jumped up at once, with great strength and just hit his chin.

Zhang Zong's chin immediately turned blue.

He covered his chin and stared at her

Mo Xiaobei half knelt in front of him, guilty: "this is another way, oh?"

He had no choice but to bluff: "Mo Xiaobei!"

"I'll rub it for you!" Mo Xiaobei bit his mouth, explored his little hand, gently rubbed it for him and took it back.

"That's it?" Zhang Boyan stared at her.

Mo Xiaobei flattened his mouth, put his arms around his neck, put his upper lip together, and kissed him on his chin: "is that all right?"

His eyes were deep and there was a sense of... Beast. Mo Xiaobei couldn't help licking his lower lip.

Her mind suddenly remembered that Zhang Boyan asked her before. He asked her what she was catering to

"I may... Know." She stammered.

His eyes were dyed deeper black, and he let out a quiet sound.

Mo Xiaobei hugged him, buried his small face at his neck and whispered, "because... You look good."

President Zhang's handsome face is distorted!

I knew for a long time that it was almost impossible for her to say something!

He blackened his face, gently took off her small body and said in a low voice, "I knew this for a long time."

It is because he is good-looking that she is willing to cater to him when he is good, when he is Niu Lang?

Mo Xiaobei looked at his black face and said seriously again, "really, it's very nice."

"Mo Xiaobei!" Zhang Boyan grabbed her long hair and leaned over to kiss her. His voice threatened faintly, "eat!"

She Oh, I don't understand why he was angry!

How stingy!

She got out of bed and ran to the living room for dinner. She ate first. Zhang Boyan solved the rest of her.

Although Mo Xiaobei is heartless, he is also uneasy. He is too good to her.

After dinner, she ran to the window of the study and lay there looking out.

Outside the window, there was a drizzle, which covered the thick night, but let the sky float a layer of white light.

At the gate of Zhangyuan, there is a small black spot. Mo Xiaobei knows that it is mo Nansheng.

She's been standing there for about ten hours!