Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo xiaobeidun lives.

She looked into his eyes, didn't say a word, and her expression was stubborn.

For a long time, she whispered, "do you and Luman love me?"

There was a sneer at the corner of her mouth: "Mr. Zhang, candlelight dinner!"

"Zhang Boyan, don't say you have to, don't say it's a misunderstanding... You and I have never been equal!" She smiled and said to herself, "look, you can do whatever you want. If you want me to have dinner with Luman brothers and sisters, I have to go obediently. You never have any worries if you want to see Luman alone!"

"Zhang Boyan, what am I to you? Yes, I'm always begging you, please help Mo Shi, please save my father... But in the end, you have a grudge against the Mo family. I'm stupid, aren't I? " Her eyes were wet, but she still looked at him and went on.

Her strong performance is the result of countless sleepless nights.

But in the face of him, she couldn't help crying.

It's true that I like him.

The hatred between their two families is also true!

Now she knows why his mother hates her so much.

Mo Xiaobei's tears finally fell down from the corners of her eyes, but she didn't erase them, because from then on, there will be no one who will help her wipe her tears, and there is no one who will celebrate her birthday at the seaside and tell her that her mother will look at her in the sky and keep her all the time.

She really believed that they would be together forever.

She is also true. She relied on him wholeheartedly.

She still believes that he really likes her.

But sometimes, people can't be willful because they like it

He carries too much, and now she, too.

"Zhang Boyan, let's forget it!" She bowed her head and whispered, "let's separate."

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, with a few crystal tears on them.

Very moving and distressing.

He looked at her, at himself, at the little girl who grew up and loved her all his life

She said now, forget it, she said to separate.

Zhang Boyan smiled faintly, and his voice was very gentle: "Xiao Bei, raise your eyes, look at my eyes and say it again, seriously, carefully and clearly to me again, huh?"

She didn't want to look up, so he forced her to look up——

Four eyes are opposite.

He saw the pain in her eyes and his voice became gentle. "Xiao Bei, say it again and I'll let you go."

She was so held in his hand, her lips trembled gently, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

"You don't want me either, do you?" He smiled: "good boy, give me the room card!"

Probably the last four words touched her nerves. She didn't know where the strength came from and pushed him away at once.

Pushing away, she looked at him, imitated his appearance, smiled and said word by word: "Zhang Boyan, let's forget it and separate!"

His eyes tightened, looked at her for a long time, and then gently asked, "Xiaobei, are you sure you want to leave me?"

She gasped and looked at him all the time, her mouth closed tightly.

She didn't speak again.

"Zhang Yuan doesn't want it, nor does Fu Bo, not even me?" He is cold and expensive with his head on his side.

She was in a mess.

And every word he said was like a knife in her heart, he knew it.

Clearly know that she cares about those, she can't give up those

The mask was cruelly torn apart.

She cried, smiled and cried.

She almost tore her heart and said, "Zhang Boyan, I don't want them all..."

"I can't afford it!" She whispered the last words to her lips.

Mo Xiaobei is not so naive. She doesn't think they can be together as long as she nods.

"Zhang Boyan, can you do it? If you could, you would have given up hatred, wouldn't you? " She looked at him, smiled gently, tears in her eyes, that was her last stubbornness.