Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhang Boyan bowed his head. There was a small flame burning in his black eyes, which was particularly bright in the dark light.

He looked at his little girl, but he didn't speak. He just watched her gnaw and flatter him.

The unspeakable softness in my heart dissipated my anger.

Mo Xiaobei chewed and finally lay on his shoulder and whispered, "are you still angry?"

Zhang Boyan reached out and stroked her hair with a faint smile: "do you care?"

She raised her eyes and looked at him helplessly, and there was a touch of firmness in his eyes.

It seems that she must answer.

She licked her lower lip and said with some difficulty, "Zhang Boyan, do you care about me?"

There was a faint smile in his eyes, "I'm not very stupid at last."

In his tone, there is a doting that can not be ignored. If Mo Xiaobei can't hear it again, he will be an idiot.

She still held his neck and said in a very low voice, "Zhang Boyan?"

He gave a low sigh, put his forehead against her and didn't let her escape: "I care, Xiaobei, do you care?"

He spoiled her for so long and let her go for so long. Finally, he began to close the net and ask for her feelings.

Mo Xiaobei's heart beat like thunder, his eyes trembled, and his long eyelashes could almost scrape his cheeks.

She raised her eyes in panic again. This time she didn't avoid it and bit her lip: "I care."

When she finished, she dared not move any more, so she could only look at him hopelessly.

Zhang Boyan, too, looked into her eyes with black eyes. For a long time, his fingers stroked her eyelids and said softly, "Mo Xiaobei, remember what you said tonight."

She gave a cry, but still didn't dare to move, as if she was afraid that moving would touch the mechanism of his body.

When she looked like this, Zhang Boyan smiled gently, and his hands tightened slowly

Mo Xiaobei's body was tightly pasted in his arms and kissed his neck with his small chin. "Aren't you angry?"

He gave a hum and kissed her with his head down.

Originally, Mo Xiaobei wanted to struggle for a while, but thinking of his general mood before menopause, she gave up and took the initiative to raise her little face and let him kiss.

Zhang Boyan kissed her to her chin along her small mouth, and then down... Her whole body was hot with blood, unspeakable pain and desire.

Zhang Boyan raised his eyes, looked at her little face stained with deep love jade, covered her ears and whispered, "Beibei, open the belt for me."

Then he grabbed her little hand and moved it.

Mo Xiaobei's mind was sober. His small face was red and his small hand was shrunk: "I don't want it."

He has always dominated the previous love affair. He has never forced her to take the initiative. To put it bluntly, Mo Xiaobei just needs to hide and wait for Zhang Boyan to serve, but now he wants her... To do so?

Her refusal didn't get him to give up. Zhang Boyan said a few words in her ear.

Mo Xiaobei raised his eyes and looked at him accusingly - pervert!

"Beibei, you can choose." He still whispered and kissed the corners of her mouth.

Mo Xiaobei was very ashamed and angry, but he had to serve

She had been lying on his shoulder and dared not look.

When feeling hot, she bit him on the shoulder: "bad guy."

But the sound was trembling, and the ending was trembling and provocative.

Zhang Boyan mercilessly whipped her and kissed her with her little face——

At this time, she was so wantonly loved by him in his arms, and his reluctance was soothed.