Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He opened his eyes and looked deep in the warm yellow light: "Xiaobei?"

She leaned over her little body and whispered to him, "are you still angry?"

He didn't make a sound, but gently touched her little face: "let me have a rest."

She Oh, obediently accompanied him, and then took a blanket to cover him, especially attentive.

Zhang Boyan looked at her busy appearance and smiled faintly.

Mo Xiaobei knelt beside him, looked at him and said carefully, "you're not angry, are you?"

He closed his eyes and tilted his mouth slightly, "where can he be so angry."

Then she was still in a daze. He had stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her.

Mo Xiaobei admitted his sudden kiss. He kissed fiercely, and she couldn't stand it.

Holding his collar with a small hand, he whispered, "Lin Qian said he couldn't exercise violently."

He stared at her and said in a low voice, "are you coming?"

Mo Xiaobei wants to be a deserter. She doesn't know how to do it.

He sat in his arms like a dog, at a loss.

Zhang Boyan sighed and said a few words in her ear. Her little face was red with shame. She bit her lips and whispered No.

He smiled, still closed his eyes, didn't force her, and didn't say anything.

It's warm in the study.

Mo Xiaobei leaned against him with a soft voice: "do you still hurt?"

He said, "OK."

He said it was ok, indicating that it was still painful, so Mo Xiaobei felt distressed again, sat on his side in his arms, touched a small hand down restlessly, and then looked at him.

Zhang Boyan stared at her, his eyes deep.

For a long time, Mo Xiaobei's voice was small: "Zhang Boyan, are you very uncomfortable?"

His voice gave a faint hum.

Mo Xiaobei was startled. He instinctively wanted to move his hand, but he held it down. His voice was low and dumb: "continue."

She looked at him, her eyes full of moisture.

He's so shameless.

Zhang Boyan smiled slightly, got up, took her little hand and walked outside the door to the master bedroom.

She was a little afraid and didn't know what he wanted to do.

As soon as Zhang Boyan entered the master bedroom, she threw herself down and took a shower. Turning back, she only came out with a bathrobe, and her hair was dripping with water.

She knelt on the bed like a poor little dog.

No matter how stupid and ignorant he is, he knows what he wants

Zhang Boyan came and lay down at will, took her little chin, kissed her for a while, and said in a dumb voice, "come."

She stammered no, and he just smiled and pressed her.

Reaching out and rubbing her hairy little head, her voice was speechless: "just try it."

Mo Xiaobei's nose only feels the smell of shower gel and pure male body breath.

It's confusing and fascinating——

The result is exactly what he said. Just give it a try.

Mo Xiaobei instinctively knew how to make him happy, how to make him helpless and vulnerable - she lay there like a little girl for a long time.

Finally, Zhang Boyan reached out and grabbed her, kissed her desperately, and trapped her in his arms.

Her little red face pressed against his neck and her voice was dumb: "not angry?"

He smiled. "What's wrong with you begging me like this?"

Mo Xiaobei clenched his fist and beat him: "you bastard, shameless."

Zhang Boyan turned sideways, locked her little face and said slowly, "men like this."