Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei turned his head and looked at him with red lips. "Zhang Boyan, do we have a future?"

"As long as you want." His eyes were as clear as ever.

Mo Xiaobei stared at him for a long time, then shrugged: "drive!"

Zhang Boyan didn't embarrass her and started the car. About an hour later, the car stopped downstairs of her apartment.

"Here I am." Mo Xiaobei said low, then untied his seat belt.

She held the door to open it, but he held her finger. "Wait a minute."

"What?" Her voice trembled slightly, she turned her head and looked at him, and her heart began to speed up again.

Zhang Boyan took a paper bag from behind and handed it to her: "this is Fubo's breakfast for you. Just heat it up tomorrow morning."

Mo Xiaobei held the paper bag, looked down, and his eyes were wet.

At this time, she could not help thinking of those days in Zhangyuan and Fubo's love.

Fuber was kind to her, just as Zhang Boyan liked her, she never doubted.

Slowly, she opened the paper bag and saw the familiar wooden lunch box inside

Her eyes stopped, raised their eyes and looked at Zhang Boyan in surprise.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Boyan asked softly.

Mo Xiaobei shook his head, "no, nothing."

Without saying anything more, he leaned over and opened the door for her: "rest early."

She said well and got out of the car, but her body stopped again.

She looked at Zhang Boyan and suddenly whispered, "Zhang Boyan, is it the end of the game that the winner can get the prize he wants?"

His eyes looked more unfathomable in the dim light.

For a long time, he smiled: "of course! But Mo Xiaobei, what is the prize you want? "

She looked at him straight. "It doesn't work if you say it."

His smile was deeper. "Good luck."

"I will!" Mo Xiaobei suddenly leaned over, "Zhang Boyan, be nice to yourself!"

She put her hand on his shoulder and almost whispered, "I like the whole thing."

He looked at her, leaned against the back of the chair and smiled, "I try my best."

After looking at each other for about a minute, Mo Xiaobei got off and walked towards the hall.

Instead of driving away immediately, Zhang Boyan sat in the car and smoked a few cigarettes.

Mo Xiaobei returns to his apartment and turns on the light. The room is warm and yellow.

She was a little stunned.

The previous lamp was a crystal lamp, but she replaced it with such a warm yellow bulb. It seems that she is now in love with such a light.

She went back to her room to take a bath. When she came out, she was a little moved and ran to the terrace to have a look.

Zhang Boyan's car was still parked there. She lay there and looked for a long time. He didn't drive away.

Mo Xiaobei bit his lip, finally put on a coat and ran out.

Down the stairs, the closer she was to him, the slower her pace was. Finally, she walked slowly.

The window slid down, revealing his handsome face.

Of course, the strong smell of smoke came to his face. Mo Xiaobei choked and waved his small hand: "Zhang Boyan, are you uncomfortable smoking in the car?"

He glanced at her with a handsome face on his side and said expressionless, "it's my worst thing that you're not around. Mo Xiaobei, if you care about me, you won't go tonight!"

She stepped back: "Zhang Boyan, you..."

His eyes were deep. "You promised to take care of me until tomorrow."

Mo Xiaobei's eyes widened. "Zhang Boyan, are you playing a rogue?"

Mr. Zhang said very clearly, "it's obvious, isn't it?"