Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhang's face turned red and white. Fu Bo smiled secretly and bent over, "I'll go up and ask Xiao Bei to come down."

Mrs. Zhang nodded majestically.

The servant offered tea. Zhang Zhongyu took it and personally brought it to her. Mrs. Zhang frowned: "Zhongyu, you're not a servant. What are you doing here? Sit down."

Zhang Zhongyu gave a cry and sat next to Mrs. Zhang.

At this time, Fu Bo went to the roof and saw Mo Xiaobei sitting on the swing and reading.

The young master specially asked people to add this swing, which is for Mo Xiaobei's usual entertainment. Fubo thought to himself that he really wanted to be spoiled by the prescription.

Tiptoe past, he said quietly: "Xiaobei!"

Mo Xiaobei didn't lift his head: "Fubo, I'm not hungry now."

"The old lady is here. She wants to see you." Fuber smiled.

Old lady?

Mo Xiaobei raised his eyes, looked at Fu Bo and paused: "Zhang Boyan's mother?"

Fuber nodded, "yes! It doesn't look good today. "

"When was she good?" Mo Xiaobei muttered twice——

What she thought of was not herself, but the injury behind Zhang Boyan.

Those white scars all over his back, Mo Xiaobei's heart will pull up once every time he thinks about it.

How painful will it be for such a heavy injury?

He said he was disobedient when he was a child, but where can an excellent person like him be disobedient?

At this time, Mo Xiaobei didn't think that his injury was for her, and his disobedience was also due to his obsession with her, so he was beaten again and again... But Zhang Boyan, a teenager, endured it.

He went through a lot of hardships before he came to her again.

She did not know that this impulse to cry for him was called heartache.

In the past, she admired Zhang Boyan because he had a mother, but now she doesn't envy him at all. His mother looks so fierce, even worse than Shen Ru.

Mo Xiaobei closed his mouth, "let's go!"

An old man and a young man walked downstairs together. Mo Xiaobei dressed very casually at home. He had a pair of rabbit slippers, his long hair tied into a fishbone braid, a white turtleneck sweater and a pink heart in front of him.

She was already young. She looked even smaller in this way. She looked like she was 16.

Mrs. Zhang looked and couldn't swallow a mouthful of tea. She thought to herself, Bo Yan... He is really a bit abnormal. Can he do it with such a young girl every night?

No guilt?

Although she had some thoughts in her heart, Mrs. Zhang was calm and serious: "I have something to say to you."

Mo Xiaobei gave a cry and put the cartoon on the sofa——

The comic book also happened to turn to a male-female picture on a certain page. The body was fragrant and hugged together.

Mrs. Zhang's old face turned red and scolded: "immoral!"

Mo Xiaobei looked over and smiled: "grandma Zhang, don't you think the people above are very like Zhang Boyan and Zhang Huayan?"

When she finished, Mrs. Zhang almost went straight——

Zhang Boyan and Zhang Hua... Holding together?

This is something Mrs. Zhang worried about in her early years. Now it's said by Mo Xiaobei. She's really... She's so angry.

And what does this girl call her, grandma Zhang?

Is she that old?

Mrs. Zhang was so angry that she recited it——

Fu Bo smiled: you always respect me. Look how much Xiao Bei respects you!