Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei wants to jump, so she can sacrifice a fart!!!

His heart jumped and looked at the man.

The man's voice and ye, "I was abrupt just now. When you two get married, I will come in person."

Then he patted Zhang Boyan on the shoulder, "Mr. Zhang, I'll go first."

Zhang Boyan sent him to the door and winked at Zhang Hua to arrange it.

Zhang Hua is his confidant. He has arranged a clean girl for a long time. He must make this person happy.

When they left, Zhang Boyan rubbed his forehead and looked back at Mo Xiaobei. He seemed to be worried about how to arrange her.

Mo Xiaobei stared at him with an undulating heart. If her eyes could kill, she had killed him at this time.

She grabbed the wine bottle on the tea table and poured a few mouthfuls of spirits. After pouring, a trace of red floated on her cheeks and eyes.

Suddenly, the wine bottle in her hand smashed at Zhang Boyan. He gently avoided it. The wine bottle hit the door panel behind him and fell to the ground with a crash.

Then she smashed everything that could be smashed in the box.

One by one, she threw it at him. I didn't know whether she was bad or whether he was too fast to hurt him.

"Why should you meddle in my affairs!"

"Do you know how hard it is for me to find someone who is willing to help me?"

"You bastard, destroy me if you don't help me, bastard!"

"Zhang Boyan, you are the most hated person in the world!"

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Zhang Boyan took off his coat and sat on the sofa opposite her, glancing at her faintly: "is it hard to find a man willing to sleep with you?"

His tone was somewhat mocking, like a thorn in Mo Xiaobei's heart.

Mo Xiaobei came slowly, half kneeling in front of him, with a warm posture.

The little hand gently picked up his tie and pasted his body softly to his body. His voice was as light as a cat: "yes, I found a man willing to sleep with me. Does that have anything to do with Mr. Zhang?"

Press him with one hand and slap him in the face.

There was a loud, buzzing sound.

The world seemed quiet. Zhang Boyan watched her make noise quietly.

Mo Xiaobei was in a trance and a little sober. She knew she had hit someone she shouldn't have hit, and shrunk to the other side of the sofa.

But the next second, her arm was caught and pressed against him.

"Scared?" Zhang Boyan's voice was hoarse and pressed down her little body.

Mo Xiaobei was embarrassed to lie on his legs. Such a gesture was very shameful, and she was forced to lie on the... Hot.

"Why should I be afraid!" She struggled desperately, but she didn't find the whole skirt rolled up. She was young and had a fatal temptation in the dim light.

Zhang Boyan's eyes darkened and he could hardly move his eyes. "Don't you remember what I said to you? Just spoil yourself, huh? "

He said, and his palm fell unexpectedly——

Mo Xiaobei only felt bursts of fire ｜ hot ｜ hot, and immediately exclaimed: "Zhang Boyan, why do you hit me." And still use the shameful way of playing P shares.

"You're not obedient." Without mercy, his big palm fell on her small g-share one after another.

Mo Xiaobei was crying and kicking his little feet, crying and crying, but he didn't soften his heart.

Until she couldn't endure it, she cried and lay down in his arms. Zhang Boyan's palm fell gently