Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She was dragged all the way to the parking lot at the door.

Mo Xiaobei bit his lip and refused to get on the bus: "Zhang Boyan, if you fool around again, I'll call someone."

"Just shout and see if anyone comes to save you." His voice was particularly cold.

Mo Xiaobei was thrown into the car by him in a rather rude way.

She lay on the spacious back seat and wanted to get up. Her back waist was pressed by his big palm, and then Zhang Boyan got on the bus.

Zhang Hua also got on the bus. When starting the car, he gently asked, "president Zhang, where are you going?"

Zhang Boyan pressed the restless little thing in one hand and thought for a while before opening his mouth: "go back to Zhang garden."

When he said it, Mo Xiaobei screamed, "Zhang Boyan, I don't want to go. Do you hear me, I don't want to go to Zhang Yuan."

"Really?" He suddenly bent down, Junyan stuck to her delicate butterfly bone, and the burning breath sprayed on the side of her neck, "then go to your hotel suite, huh?"

Mo Xiaobei was stunned and struggled again: "you bastard, let go. Do you hear me? If you do this again, I'll call the police."

Zhang Boyan straightened up slightly and smiled without anger: "the man just now is the biggest among the police. Why didn't he listen to you just now, huh?"

Mo Xiaobei was lying on his stomach, earning money and shouting, "my coat is still in there."

"Think of your skin and your coat." He sneered and then pressed her like this without making a sound.

Mo Xiaobei was angry and afraid, but she couldn't get rid of it at all.

The car drove very fast and soon reached Zhangyuan.

Zhang Hua got out of the car and opened the door for Zhang Boyan. When Zhang Boyan pulled Mo Xiaobei upstairs, he left a sentence: "Zhang Hua, you stay for dinner and leave later."

Zhang Hua smiled and looked sympathetically at the little girl in president Zhang's hand.

President Zhang clearly knows that there is nothing between Mo Xiaobei and that one, that is, ordinary thanks. President Zhang is so confused that he clearly has a bad heart——

To put it bluntly, it is endocrine disorder.

While Fu Bo watched Mo Xiaobei come back, surprised and happy. He was glad that people came back. He was surprised that the young master wanted to move the rhythm of family law.

Fu Bo rushed over and had not had time to express anything. Zhang Boyan stood on the stairs with a slightly cold voice: "Fu Bo, no one is allowed to go upstairs."

Fubo looked at the little cute boy in the young master's hand and looked sympathetic——

Fuber can't help you, but fuber will leave you delicious food.

Mo Xiaobei was carried upstairs by Zhang Boyan. She kept struggling and screaming, "let go of me, Zhang Boyan, you bastard! You let go of me... "

Fubo watched the tragedy and turned to look at Zhang Hua: "what's the matter?"

Zhang Hua is light and light: "maybe Mr. Zhang wants Xiaobei too much."

"I can't think so!" Fubo shook his head: "look, Xiao Bei is carried in his hand like a chicken... The young master has never been so cruel before."

Zhang Hua smiled and went to the restaurant.

Upstairs, soon came Mo Xiaobei's cry, which was worse than before.

Fuber and Zhang Hua looked at each other.

Fu Bosheng swallowed his saliva: "young master is so fierce."

Zhang Hua smiled: "Fubo, you think too much. Zhang should be playing P shares!"

P shares?

Mo Xiaobei is such a big girl. Will you let the young master fight?

What if you don't?

In the study upstairs, Mo Xiaobei was lying on the sofa with his skirt rolled up shamefully. The whole person was young and fragrant under the yellow light