Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"I'm going to cry. How can I ignore it?" He smiled gently, but just put his arm around her shoulder: "I'll talk about it when I have something to go home, okay?"

She nodded obediently and looked at him like a little milk dog with dependence.

Zhang Boyan looked at it and couldn't tell the complexity in his heart——

He had thought that Xiaobei would be a dilemma on the road to success or revenge, but now he was obviously hampered.

As long as she showed an unhappy expression, he hesitated.

This is fatal!

Zhang Boyan's face calmed down slightly.

And Mo Xiaobei, what a sensitive child, she also saw that he was not in a good mood, did not dare to make trouble, and was quiet all the way.

When he got off at Zhangyuan, his expression eased, "what's the matter, Xiaobei?"

She shook her head. "Nothing!"

Then he said softly, "I'm a little hungry."

Zhang Boyan smiled and pinched her plump cheek: "what a greedy pig."

Mo Xiaobei smiled reluctantly and got off with him.

Fubo has already prepared a sumptuous meal. The young master and young lady haven't eaten at home for a long time, so they are extra careful tonight. It's all Mo Xiaobei's favorite.

But facing the dishes on this table, Mo Xiaobei had no appetite and was always absent-minded. Zhang Boyan gave her a piece of pork, but she didn't notice it and ate it!

Zhang Boyan looked at her and finally put down his chopsticks: "Xiaobei."

She raised her eyes, looked innocent and confused, and then felt the abnormality in her mouth.

She stared at him and said word by word, "what did you give me?"

"Streaky pork!" Zhang Boyan said quietly.

Mo Xiaobei's eyes became very heinous, so he stared at him: "Zhang Boyan!"

"I think it's necessary to wake you up!" He still said quietly, "otherwise I'm afraid you'll become stupid!"

She muttered discontentedly, "don't take such a poisonous tongue like you!"

He smiled, reached out and held her little hand: "I don't want you to ignore me like this!"

It seemed that he didn't believe he would say such words. Mo Xiaobei opened his eyes, "you..."

Zhang Boyan rubbed her hair and smiled, "finish the meal quickly. I'll go to the study first."

She gave a cry and watched him get up and walk upstairs.

Today, he wore a gray sweater with gray black casual pants below. He looked slender and cold and expensive. Just a back figure was enough to make a woman move.

Mo Xiaobei looked at it and didn't move for a long time.

Old Fu Bo whispered: "our young master, are we blessed by nature? Look at this golden ratio. Do you think this shoulder is the most suitable for Oriental women to snuggle up? Look at this T-piece, how tight and powerful... "

Fuber said, drooling all over the floor.

She looked back at Fu Bo and said slowly, "I'll tell Zhang Boyan that Fu Bo has coveted his body for a long time."

Fuber: little cute, don't play like this!

Mo Xiaobei was in a better mood and reluctantly ate something when Fu Bo made trouble.

When she went upstairs, she still took a sneak look around the door of her study.

Zhang Boyan is sitting behind his desk, smoking... He seldom smokes at home. He also smokes in his study. Mo Xiaobei is very moved about this.

After peeking, he was about to leave, but he stopped: "come here."