Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

But when she struggled again, he took her downstairs and walked to the RV at the door in front of so many people.

Mo Xiaobei has only a white wool blanket on his body.

Her little face was buried on his shoulder, and she didn't dare to look around. Her little hand secretly pinched his muscles below... He was so hateful!

Zhang Boyan's eyes were a little unpredictable and scolded lightly: "don't fool around."

Mo Xiaobei bit his lip and snorted.

And he smiled, took her into the car and told the driver, "drive!"

The driver immediately started the car and drove very fast. After leaving Zhangyuan, he relaxed on the road at a speed of 100.

Mo Xiaobei didn't have clothes on his body, so he didn't dare to move. He has been obediently nestled in Zhang Boyan's arms, while Zhang Boyan closed his eyes.

An hour later, she arrived at the airport. When Zhang Boyan took Mo Xiao north to the special plane, Linda was a little stunned.

Isn't the boss just coming back to have a look? How did you pack Miss Mo back to New York?

Linda reminded: "Mr. Zhang, there may be some trouble in going out of the customs."

She raised her hand and looked at the watch below. It was only ten minutes before takeoff. In case Miss Mo couldn't get out of the customs, it would be troublesome.

However, Zhang Zong didn't stop at home and directly said, "Zhang Hua has handled it in advance."

After he decided to take her away, he had told Zhang Hua to do it.

Linda smiled, "that's good."

She took president Zhang to the lounge of the cabin, stood at the door and asked thoughtfully, "Miss Mo, do you need to borrow a dress?"

Mo Xiaobei just said yes. President Zhang has said, "No."

Linda swallowed her saliva: Mr. Zhang is too cruel. Mo Xiaobei doesn't need to wear clothes for more than ten hours?

Zhang Boyan looked at the heart rippling on the little secretary's face. His face was black: "put the documents in the cabin. I'll come and see them later."

Linda is in a trance: will Zhang always accompany Mo Xiaobei?

However, she did not dare to stay any longer. She immediately withdrew and took the door with her considerate.

When the door closed, Zhang Boyan put his hands on both sides of Mo Xiaobei's body. His eyes were very gentle. "You'll be in New York after you sleep, huh?"

Say, one hand Mo Mo her small head.

Mo Xiaobei was warmed by this action, but when he left, he quickly reached out and hugged him.

"What's the matter?" His eyes were softer and his fingers scraped her little face.

Mo Xiaobei's voice was like a little sheep, soft, "Zhang Boyan, don't you sleep?"

She looked at his tired face and quietly gave birth to something similar to heartache.

Zhang Boyan's eyes gently looked at her and smiled, "I have something to deal with."

Then she straightened up a little, but she still didn't loosen him. Her small body was lifted a little with his straightening action, regardless of the slide of the blanket on her body.

Zhang Boyan's eyes were much deeper and he looked at her cautiously, "do you want me to stay? Huh? "

Mo Xiaobei looked at his eyes and realized that the little blanket on her body had fallen off. She almost hung in his arms. In such a situation, she had to cover her face.

She immediately released her hand and fell into bed, wrapped herself in a quilt, revealing only a pair of eyes, which looked ridiculous.

Her voice was so soft that it could drop honey: "Zhang Boyan, get out!"

He smiled and went out first.

Mo Xiaobei made a face behind him, but a small face was red like a monkey p-share.