Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Really?" His voice was hoarse. He picked up her long seaweed hair in one hand and forced her to look at herself,

"Mo Xiaobei, do you know what it costs to ask a man to do things?"

His expression was almost severe, and she was as ignorant as a little milk cat, completely drunk

Zhang Boyan looked at the blurred water eyes, and the string that had been tight suddenly broke. It was hard to control and kissed her little mouth——

The kiss was almost rude.

Although she was drunk, she soon felt something wrong. She struggled hard, pushed him, bit his lips, and even cried, "Zhang Boyan, let go of me!"

But she couldn't move him at all. He firmly held her in his arms and did all kinds of shameful things to her

Her breath was chaotic, her long hair was scattered on her shoulders like seaweed, and her forehead was covered with fine sweat.

"You know what? A man will treat a woman who asks him like this. " His voice was hoarse and ruthless, and his eyes stared coldly at her embarrassed little face.

Mo Xiaobei covered his trembling body and said in a thin voice, "no... I don't want..."

She curled herself up, as if she could feel more secure: "Zhang Boyan, what I hate most is you!"

His eyes were cool, he smiled faintly, and fixed her waist with one hand, "Mo Xiaobei, I hate me most, huh?"

She held herself in his arms, like a wounded little animal, whimpering, "yes!"

Raised his eyes, eyes watery, "your eyes always look like you want to pick g my clothes."

Zhang Boyan had a little more temperature in his eyes and suddenly smiled, "so you know."

The little girl just pretended not to understand. Originally, she had already seen it.

Drunk, she told the truth!

She was still crying, afraid she had been depressed for a long time, "you pervert! I don't want to sleep with you. "

Zhang Boyan's heart suddenly softened and took a paper towel to help her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Yes, I'm a pervert. I don't want you to go to bed. Does Xiao Bei like me?"

If you don't go to bed, you want to like it?

Mo Xiaobei was drunk like a baby cat, biting his little finger and looking at him.

Then he said, "I'll have sex with you. Don't you like you?"

Zhang Boyan hugged her and felt like holding a small ball of cotton. It was soft everywhere and his heart was soft enough to melt away.

When she was drunk, he was unscrupulous and kissed her little mouth, "Beibei, who do you hate most?"

"Zhang Boyan."

"Who are you asking for now?"

"Zhang Boyan."

"Who is the most hateful?"

"Zhang Boyan."

Zhang Boyan's thin lips stuck to her ear, "Beibei, who do you like best, huh?"

"Zhang Boyan." She closed her eyes slightly, her whole body was soft, lying in his arms, like a newborn beast.

But she didn't know that those three words to him were redemption!

"Little liar!" He kissed her little mouth and deepened it slowly until he couldn't control himself.

She was so drunk that he took her directly to the big bed, covered it with a thin quilt, watched it quietly for a long time, then took a shower in the bathroom and washed away her desire.

When he came out, Zhang Boyan dressed in a white bathrobe, clean and refreshing, a few drops of water on the black hair tip slipped down along the handsome facial features, and finally covered the solid Xiongkou.

He poured himself a glass of red wine, walked slowly and opened the balcony door——