Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mrs. Zhang murmured, "you shouldn't have liked her. Boyan, she's your weakness. You'll like her when you're crazy."

Zhang Boyan's eyes were quiet, but a little more gentle. He opened his mouth very quietly: "I don't regret it!"

These four words completely defeated Mrs. Zhang.

Such emotion is what she wanted all her life.

Wan Shan... Although he finally chose a family, he was not happy in the following years.

Often, when she woke up at night, she found that he was not in the bedroom. She went out quietly to look for him——

And he always smokes in his study.

He had downing in his heart, she knew.

He was unhappy day by day. It was rare for him to laugh. Later, the feelings between their husband and wife were much lighter, and even their husband and wife obligations were very few. At first, she would summon up the courage to take the initiative, but an absent-minded husband slowly cooled her down.

She had to tolerate that Downing's children always appeared in Zhang's house, because Wanshan liked it and Boyan liked it.

She had to endure that he often missed that woman and neglected her decent wife. When their feelings were about to wear out, something happened to the Zhang family.

Their RV was knocked over by a large truck, and Wanshan and her little daughter left on the spot.

Her leg, a comminuted fracture.

Bo Yan also suffered a serious injury to one knee because he held Mo Xiaobei in his arms. Later, although he recovered, he still suffered from an old disease occasionally

Everyone after that lives in hatred,

Only Mo Xiaobei, intact and still good, seems to have nothing to do with these hatred.

Mrs. Zhang smiled. She used to be protected by Wanshan and Mo Ruhai. Now she has her baby son.

The night wind blew in and brushed her white sideburns. The light in the hall shone on her face.

Mrs. Zhang almost whispered, "why start when you know there is no result?"

However, Zhang Boyan had left, and no one could answer her.

……

Zhang Boyan's car stopped on the parking lot in front of Zhang Yuan's main house. Instead of getting off immediately, he sat in the car and quietly smoked a cigarette. Then he opened the door and got off.

At this time, he was riding a tiger. He knew he was calculated, but he couldn't go out.

Unless he is willing to give up Zhang family, Boyu and even Huarui.

Zhang Boyan walked through the bright and dark night, and a sneer floated from the corners of his mouth——

His mother really knows him too well!

When he walked into the hall, he was surrounded by warm yellow lights, and then there was a warm little guy in his arms.

Mo Xiaobei hugged him tightly, put his small face on his shoulder, said nothing, soft.

His heart softened and held her waist. "When did you come back?"

"I've been back for a while." She looked up at him.

Although he didn't say anything, Zhang Boyan understood her mind, sighed slightly in his heart, reached out and rubbed her hair: "have you had dinner?"

"Waiting for you." Mo Xiaobei looked at him.

Zhang Boyan smiled faintly: "so good?"

Then she gently took off her little body and walked towards the kitchen.

When she was around, the darkness in his heart gradually dispersed and slowly integrated into the warm yellow.

Mo Xiaobei is dishonest when eating. He always looks up at him secretly.

Zhang Boyan smiled: "after dinner, talk again."

She Oh, her eyes are not without desire.

And he, looking at the desire, could only sigh in his heart.