Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhang Yuan.

Xiao Bei and Fu ran are in the living room. The two girls seem to lie on the sofa before Fubo's dessert.

Fubo and Mrs. Zhang were a little uncomfortable, so they went back to their mother's house, and there were some small grievances.

Mrs. Zhang didn't come to him and didn't make a phone call.

It was obvious that there was no rhythm to take him to heart. Fubo was angry and turned all his anger into cooking. Xiaobei was fed all afternoon and couldn't help protesting to Zhang Boyan.

Zhang Boyan was also helpless and coaxed her: "Fubo is still like an old child. I'll let my mother take him away later."

Mo Xiaobei held his neck and asked, "is Fu Bo afraid of his mother?"

Zhang Boyan smiled, "I should be afraid!"

In fact, it's not afraid. It's the kind you have to be careful when holding it in your hand. After all, Mrs. Zhang is many years younger than Fubo, and she used to be a movie queen, and Fubo is really just a mud leg who can play the violin. Now she doesn't dare to force at that time at night.

Mo Xiaobei ate the last piece, lay flat, looked at Fu ran and whispered, "Fu Bo has sneaked back."

Fu ran smiled and said, "why is he having trouble with Zhang Boyan's mother?"

Mo Xiaobei said something funny: "yes, but I don't know how many times I've seen my mobile phone today. It's very childish."

Fu ran lowered his eyes and whispered, "Fubo is also not easy to have love. He should cherish it."

Mo Xiaobei said, "just like an old child."

Then she smiled: "Fubo is very good. I can see that it hurts Zhang Boyan's mother."

Fu ran smiled: "did you talk like this in front of Zhang Boyan?"

Mo Xiaobei said, "don't go too far."

The two girls laughed together. Mo Xiaobei looked at Fu ran and lifted his hair, so he Baba said, "Ran Ran, you have amorous feelings."

Fu ran smiled and leaned on the back of the sofa. "You're so young and energetic. It's good. I like you now when I look at Zhang Boyan."

"He's a pervert." Mo Xiaobei remembered the pajamas he prepared for her last night, white T, only under the p-share, with a little cow printed on it.

What a pervert!

She thought so, her little face blushing.

Fu ran looked at her with a smile and reached out to touch her hand: "take good care of the fetus and let Zhang Boyan restrain himself."

Mo Xiaobei licked his lower lip and whispered, "don't you stay, Ranran? Just for me. "

Her body moved over and said in a very low voice, "in fact, you and Tang Yao are very good now. How many little girls have to rush forward and follow you when you go to France."

Fu ran smiled: "three years of precipitation, isn't it good?"

Mo Xiaobei is dull.

Fu ran smiled. "If we decide to be together in three years, we will really be together."

After three years, he was not the one she wanted to entrust. Fu ran thought very clearly.

As she said this, Mo Xiaobei nodded vaguely.

Fu ran reached out and touched her head. "You'll know when you grow up."

Mo Xiaobei gently hummed, "I've grown up long ago. Second child. "

Fu ran smiled. "Xiaobei, xiaowanzi was almost born to Zhang Boyan, except that it wasn't in his stomach for ten months."

Mo Xiaobei was not convinced, but after a while she calmed down and asked Fu ran in a low voice, "is he very hard these years?"