Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fuber looked at her with a meaningful look and left a meaningful sentence: "think about how the young master treats you! And Xiao Bei, you must have hurt the young master's heart! "

Just now, Mo Xiaobei and Tang Yao looked at each other in the car for a few seconds. He could see the doorway. Why couldn't the young master see it?

It's good to endure like this!

Faber nagged in his heart: women are troublesome creatures. Fortunately, he didn't have any trouble in this regard!

Mo Xiaobei gave a shout. He didn't refute it for the first time, but he surprised old Fu Bo.

He's cute and doesn't look very good!

Thought for a while and sighed, "go coax the young master! He doesn't get angry often. "

Mo Xiaobei looked up at him.

Fuber said more clearly, "in the past, the young master always had a poker face and didn't know that the women outside liked him or something."

Mo Xiaobei bit his lip: "do many people like him?"

She remembers that Zhang Boyan used to be a hard man to serve.

Hearing her question, fuber became proud again: "of course, you can line up a long line in H city."

Saying this, he got up a little unseemly: "young master, you know best, Xiaobei!"

Mo Xiaobei glanced at him, went out with snacks and walked towards the master bedroom.

Fuber sighed slightly behind her: "I said she couldn't bear to give up the young master! The young master is so good. He is blessed with a unique talent. He will like it as long as he has tasted it. "

In Fubo's eyes, Mo Xiaobei reached out and pushed open the door of the master bedroom.

In the darkness of one room, Zhang Boyan sat on the sofa and seemed to be smoking.

Mo Xiaobei walked over, put the snacks on the side table, and dared to kneel in front of him and take his cigarette. "I still smoke so late."

Zhang Boyan's eyes fell quietly on her small face, and his voice was hoarse: "are you concerned about me?"

Mo Xiaobei said well and put his small hand around his neck, "if you are unhappy because you called Tang Yao today, I apologize!"

"But because of Ranran," Mo xiaobeidun said, "because Ranran has Tang Yao in her heart, I asked him to come. It's really no other reason."

She felt that she had explained it in place, but he obviously didn't please Zhang Boyan. He still looked at her with deep eyes: "don't you know he likes you?"

Then he reached out and pinched her delicate little chin.

Mo Xiaobei's eyes widened, looked at him, and felt the danger

Then she put the cigarette end into his mouth and stammered, "Zhang Boyan, you'd better smoke!"

The body just wanted to move away, so he held it, and it was closer and more heinous.

Across a thin layer of cloth, she can even feel the hot temperature.

Zhang Boyan took the cigarette down and put it out, then looked at the man in his arms and frowned slightly: "want to escape?"

"No." She knew she couldn't escape, she said honestly.

Zhang Boyan held her in one hand and stroked his forehead in the other. It seemed that he had a headache.

Mo Xiaobei looked up at him, and then put his little head on his shoulder, "don't be angry, all said he was my cousin, there can't be anything."

As she spoke, she kissed him on the neck like a little milk dog.