Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

At the scene, there were two men standing face to face.

Lu Ze looked at Zhang Boyan and pursed his lower lip: "is Ning Ling the person you sent? When will you buy her? "

Zhang Boyan smiled: "how can I not understand what President Lu said."

"I think Zhang should understand! President Zhang is in the city of H. if he stomps his feet, the city of h will shake three times. Besides, he is just a small secretary. President Zhang only needs to show some sincerity. Naturally, she is willing to work for president Zhang. " Lu Ze also smiled coldly.

Zhang Boyan took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it; He took a puff and spit out the smoke ring: "did Lu always sleep? Lu Ze was sober at that time. If he thought it was a sugar coated shell, why did he have to swallow it? "

Lu Ze was cold and silent.

Zhang Boyan came to him, "because you are lonely, not only your body, but also your heart. You know that Xiaobei's heart is not on you, so you are easily with Ningling. Lu Ze, think carefully about whether you are happy with Ningling. Have you been happy with her? Is it happy with her? At least it is much happier than Xiaobei's loneliness around you?"

Lu Ze gritted his teeth: "what I like has always been Xiaobei."

"If you insist, I have nothing to say." Zhang Boyan whispered, "sometimes what you think is not what you think."

Lu Ze took a deep look at him and left.

When Mo Xiaobei came out, the cat came out with his waist on. Looking at Lu Ze's absence, he patted Xiongkou and breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Boyan stared at her: "why, guilty?"

"Why am I guilty? I didn't do anything to lose my heart." She said in a small voice.

Zhang Boyan still looked at her with deep eyes.

Mo Xiaobei was a little fried. "What are you looking at me for?"

He put his coat over her head and said quietly, "aren't you dancing here?"

He left first.

Mo Xiaobei pulled off his coat, put it on his shoulder and hurried after him.

His 184 long legs didn't deliberately wait for her. Mo Xiaobei's short legs ran desperately to keep up.

All the way to the parking lot, she looked at his face carefully and said in a small voice, "Zhang Boyan, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Boyan stared at her and sneered: "I thought you liked dancing with your ex boyfriend."

"I have no!" She denied it, then hugged his arm and climbed on him like a koala.

Zhang Boyan couldn't shake it off and finally got on the bus together.

He drank some wine, his legs hurt a little, so he closed his eyes, "Uncle Zhao, drive."

Lao Zhao said hello and secretly looked at the two in the back seat. It was obvious that he was uncomfortable.

Hey, these two are not easy. Now they can make a mess.

Lao Zhao smiled and took the initiative to raise the baffle between the front and rear seats——

This awareness, this desire to survive, let alone how strong.

Mo Xiaobei leaned close to Zhang Boyan, held his arm and said, "don't be angry. I'll dance two with you for a night."

He looked down at her and sneered, "my leg is hurting now."

Her little mouth opened, and then she immediately rubbed it on his leg very flatteringly: "is it better?"

Her little hands are really small and soft. They touch and touch his legs like this. When he is dead silver, when he doesn't feel it?