Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He groaned and said he wanted to listen. He got up and planned to choose for her himself.

After Mo Xiaobei lost his memory, his taste was really poor.

Mo Xiaobei followed him and told a very flattering joke: "it's like this, that is, when a turtle went out one day, the little friends around didn't recognize him, and then he wondered. Later, the little white rabbit said, snail, don't think I can't recognize you if you change a vest."

With that, she laughed, "isn't it funny?"

Zhang Boyan's fingers stopped and stared at her: "Mo Xiaobei, you are now a mentally retarded child. This joke is not funny at all."

"But it's cold, isn't it? Otherwise your face wouldn't be so black." She held his arm and said, "don't be angry. It doesn't matter if others don't know you, but I know you're not a snail, you're a turtle!"

Zhang Zong's face was very black and he was grinding his snow-white teeth: "Mo Xiaobei, is your skin itching again?"

She looked at him and hummed, "you know, hit me!"

Although she complained, she sounded like a spoiled child. Zhang Boyan was angry and funny. He suddenly thought that it would be good for them to have a child later. After all, her IQ is so offline now. What should I do if I have a fool all my life.

It's just a girl. Wan is a stupid boy. He can't find his wife in the future.

His mind slowed down and looked at her with drooping eyebrows and smooth eyes, but he looked as if he was shaking hard and clever. He couldn't afford to be angry. Instead, he gave birth to some idea of quiet and good years.

The old husband and wife are old, but the wife can still be like a little girl. His love for her has never been less, but has increased day by day. What does everything he has paid count?

His heart was filled with tenderness. He stretched out his hand and gently pinched her little face: "it's reasonable for you again?"

She groaned and hugged him with picturesque eyebrows and eyes: "don't move. Help me choose clothes."

He stared at her quietly for a while, shook his head and smiled. Instead, he helped her choose some suits. Mo Xiaobei wore them very well——

Her eyes were shining, and her eyes looking at him were worship.

Zhang Boyan shook his head and laughed while swiping his card. In fact, he had unique vision. He just picked it according to the vision of 20-year-old Xiao Bei. Sure enough, it was very suitable.

In fact, she used to have a good eye. Clothes were the most expensive and cars were the most expensive. She was arrogant. It was also good to pick a man's eye.

In fact, he has been passive. She took the initiative to enter Zhang Yuan. She had the cheek to drink the wine and want to lie in the same bed with him. She took the initiative... Zhang always thought unkindly and looked at his little guy with very tender eyes.

In fact, it took half an hour to seal the museum. When he came out, Zhang Boyan carried the bag.

He carried the bag in one hand and was held by Mo Xiaobei in the other. He hung on him as if he had no bones.

She whispered, "Zhang Boyan, when shall we have our honeymoon?"

"Are you proposing?" He walked in the mall like an old couple walking, but he was not surrounded by his old wife, but a spoiled baby.

"What proposal? It's a honeymoon." She hummed softly, "you must have been bad to me before, so I ran away."

He was angry and funny. He said vaguely, "in fact, Mo Xiaobei, I don't mind you running again, so I can change a sensible, obedient and not so stupid."

"Can you change to something as beautiful as me?" She said shamelessly.

[around six ~]