Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhang Yuan is very big. There is a large lawn in front of the main house, and then there is the music fountain in front.

Mo Xiaobei followed Zhang Boyan and walked behind the garden along a gravel road. She had never been there before and was stunned as soon as she went.

A big red rose!

Zhang Boyan walked over and squatted down, as if kissing those delicate flowers.

Suddenly, she was a little jealous. She was jealous that those little flowers got his love.

This idea is ridiculous, but she is jealous

She hesitated, walked slowly over, sat down on the lawn next to him, and looked at him like that.

Zhang Boyan picked a rose, pulled out the thorn and handed it to her. In a low voice, he said, "I planted it."

Mo Xiaobei looked at the flower in his hand and was stunned.

"The day you lived in Zhangyuan, I planted it here, but you left before it bloomed." Zhang Boyan also sat down and looked at her sideways.

Mo Xiaobei tightened his lips and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Being liked doesn't need an apology." His voice was very weak. "Just like everything I bear for you, I am willing. You never owe me."

The more he said so, the more uncomfortable she felt.

"Zhang Boyan." She looked at his side face and whispered, "I want to know, want to know..."

He smiled. "And then?"

Mo Xiaobei's voice was lower, "I want to know."

He stared into her eyes, then reached out and touched her eyelids, moving very gently.

Such a small action also made her heart palpitate inexplicably.

Perhaps, she missed such tenderness for a long time.

Perhaps, she pretends to be strong and is already very tired.

More probably, she misses him very much!

"Zhang Boyan." Before reason returned, she hugged him and put her little face on his shoulder, which made him slightly hurt.

She whispered, "can you tell me?"

She raised her little face and begged in her eyes, "don't torture me."

Zhang Boyan stared at her, lowered his head for a long time, gently kissed her and whispered: "Beibei, I like you for a long time..."

She opened her eyes wide and looked a little stunned.

He smiled bitterly: "many years, many years..."

Mo Xiaobei finally regained his mind, and his voice was a little difficult: "like me... Not allowed, so he was beaten, right?"

He looked at her and smiled faintly: "Xiaobei, it's all in the past."

She got up, knelt down behind him and gently hugged him: "Zhang Boyan, don't say anything!"

At this moment, she just wanted to hold him.

No promise, no harm... She just wants to hold him.

Because of him, I like it in those years.

"Zhang Boyan, are you tired of liking me?" She whispered.

He smiled softly, "I won't be so tired in the future."

"Why?"

"Because." His voice was dumb: "because you like me, too."

Mo Xiaobei lay on his back and didn't speak——

After a long time, she bit her lip: "I don't like you."

He just smiled and looked ahead.

"Xiao Bei, do you like these flowers?"

"Yes."

"It's all for you."

Mo Xiaobei: "

"Don't like it?"

"Yes."

"Shouldn't that be a sign?"

Mo Xiaobei: MMP.

But in the end, she didn't know how to kiss. She only knew that when she came back, she was already in his arms.

He propped up her small head with one arm, bowed his head and kissed her gently, including her small mouth, kissing carefully