Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei raised his eyes and looked at him: "where are we going?"

"Take the airport bus." He looked at her and smiled, "I have only a thousand dollars on me. I have to take a car, stay, and take you on a merry go round and a Ferris wheel. These are very expensive, miss."

His handsome expression was very happy, "maybe my children will ask for Haagen Dazs or something. I heard that girls like to eat this."

Mo Xiaobei stared at him with a touch of moving moisture in his eyes, "Zhang Boyan, I can eat very much."

He smiled: "I will try my best... To meet your requirements."

While talking, he pulled her towards the airport exit, and then took the elevator down the lower second floor.

On the second floor, Mo Xiaobei looked at a sign and held him. "Zhang Boyan, there is a taxi over there. It will be faster."

He paused and his eyes fell on her little face

Mo Xiaobei's heartbeat seems to have forgotten to take a beat（ The same sentence: should this profiteer look so good!)

He stretched out his hand and pinched her nose. When she screamed in pain, he heard a cold hum: "what I said just now, Mo Xiaobei, you took it as a breeze in your ear, huh?"

Mo Xiaobei looked at him in a daze and forgot the pain. He looked silly.

Zhang Boyan smiled again. Holding her hand, he walked towards the bus stop with a smile in his voice: "I said I had only a thousand dollars. I'm really not in charge of my family. I don't know how expensive daily necessities are."

Mo Xiaobei looked up at his side face and flattened his mouth.

He also knows about chaimi... Moreover, he thinks too much about what is in charge of the family!

Then, her attention fell on the palm of his hand. His palm was especially warm and dry. It was very warm in such a cool night.

Then she was taken into her arms by him, and her heart warmed even more.

The bus had no place. Mo Xiaobei stood and wanted to hold the handrail above, but Zhang Boyan took her hand and circled his waist. His voice was calm and calm: "hold tight."

Ah?

She raised her eyes, but only saw his powerful jaw, and her face was red and hot.

And, and the people around are watching.

Mo Xiaobei buried his face between his waist and abdomen and refused to look up.

The bus was running in the night of New York. The car was shaking, and her small head was slowly lifted up in his arms and looked at the neon outside the car.

She murmured, "it's so beautiful here."

Zhang Boyan held the handrail and a big palm gently touched her little head, "but your mood is different."

"Really?" She raised her little face and looked at him.

He smiled silently and looked at the night scene outside with her.

Outside the window, pedestrians, cars and shops flashed by. All the excitement was just for a moment... It was like magic music.

At this time, it was quiet around, as if there were only two of them in the whole car.

And they, along with the car, don't know where to go.

Mo Xiaobei leaned his head on his shoulder and said softly, "Zhang Boyan, if this car is like that in the soul bus, keep driving, and can't drive to the end, what do you do?"

"Then we'll always be together." His voice is low.

Then her forehead was touched, warm.

Mo Xiaobei bit his lower lip, and then saw the huge ferris wheel turning in the distance. Those neons were particularly charming in the night. She looked at the small black spots one by one, as if she could hear the screams of those people.

"Zhang Boyan, look, the ferris wheel is over there." She tugged at his sleeve, with a little star in her eyes.