Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei lay in his arms. For a while, he suddenly poked out his little head and asked like a little girl, "Zhang Boyan, why don't you have Xiongmao?"

He chuckled and rubbed her long hair. "Do you like this?"

Mo Xiaobei smiled secretly on his stomach.

Zhang Boyan's slender fingers followed her seaweed like hair, and his voice was slow: "this requirement may not be achieved in a lifetime!"

She just wanted to say something, so he reached out and pinched her little chin: "don't want to change a man!"

Mo Xiaobei:... You are a roundworm in my stomach!

Maybe the night in New York was too gentle and soft. For the first time, she moved behind him

Zhang Boyan's body tightened in an instant: "Xiaobei?"

Mo Xiaobei squirmed behind him like a caterpillar, accompanied by a little warmth.

Zhang Boyan's voice was a little dumb: "Xiao Bei?"

"It's said that saliva can heal. Zhang Boyan, I'm healing you!" She was busy behind him.

Zhang Boyan was slightly stunned and then burst into laughter——

His little north looks fierce, but his heart is very soft.

Mingming used to say he hated him. Later, he knew he had a wound on his back and couldn't let go.

His voice was very light and gentle, a little softer than the night: "it hasn't hurt for a long time, Xiaobei!"

"I look painful!" She kissed the wound carefully, as if it could heal his pain.

Behind the burning, once those indelible pain, at this time, all become less important because of her.

The injury was actually caused by Xiaobei, but there was no need to tell her.

In the dead of night, Zhang Boyan's eyes were darker. He let her kiss. Every time she kissed, the evil in his body subsided for a few minutes. Finally, all that remained was her.

Finally, he turned his body and trapped her in his arms.

Mo Xiaobei looked back. "Zhang Boyan, do you still hurt?"

Zhang Boyan smiled: "how can it hurt if you kiss so hard?"

Mo Xiaobei's small face floated a shallow smile, "this is the reward!"

Her little hand pointed to his heart, referring to the thoughts he had spent on her.

But President Zhang deliberately misinterpreted her words and raised his eyebrows: "repay my hard work of making love just now? Huh? "

Mo Xiaobei's face turned red and hung his small face: "Zhang Boyan, you don't want a face!"

She scolded him. It's shameless to scold him normally... He thought with a smile, doesn't she have any new words?

So he held her face and asked seriously, "do you like my shameless face? Like this, huh? "

Then he gently kissed the corners of her mouth, then strongly leaned in, kissed her deeply, put one hand behind her head, and pressed her to himself, so as to kiss deeper

After a kiss, he raised his eyes slightly and locked her eyes: "Beibei, do you like it?"

Mo Xiaobei's heart jumped wildly and looked up at him. She wanted to look away, but it seemed very difficult.

For a long time, she pursed her small mouth, "I like it!"

Zhang Boyan held her whole in his arms. She was small. He could easily fold his body and arms in his arms and lower his head against her plush head: "do you like me?"

This time, she bullied AI“ Zhang Boyan, isn't it the same? "

He kissed her on the forehead. "Beibei, it's different! Tell me, do you like it? "