Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei hung his head, "so I hope you can be well."

Her hair swept into his neck and was thin and numb, as if to get into his heart.

Zhang Boyan didn't take care of it. He just looked at her and looked deep into her soul: "Mo Xiaobei, how can I be good without you?"

"I made you feel bad, didn't I?" She smiled clearly and brightly: "in fact, Zhang Boyan, you also make me uncomfortable."

He still looked at her and smiled faintly: "Mo Xiaobei, your advertisement is really unique."

"This is not an advertisement!" Her voice was soft and waxy. She lay down again and put her little hand around his neck.

After a while, she raised her eyes again, "Zhang Boyan, are we p friends now?"

He sneered and pinched her little chin in the dark: "really?"

His tone increased, "Mo Xiaobei, let me tell you how P friends use it."

In her scream, he turned over and pressed her, kissed and took the remaining box with one hand.

There are three 0.01 in it. He took them all out.

Mo Xiaobei was stunned and then screamed, "Zhang Boyan, I don't want it! You beast! "

Two boxes of eight. Is he going to run out?

No more?

She felt that if she didn't die, she would lose a layer of skin.

Zhang Boyan's eyes were slightly cold. Despite her resistance, he resolutely wanted her.

This night, Mo Xiaobei almost lost his voice, but it was useless.

Zhang Boyan has been abstinent for a long time and is very rude.

Now she knows that before, he was... Very restrained.

The fire was burning, and they didn't sleep until it was slightly bright. Zhang Boyan's overdraft all night was also a little out of strength.

Mo Xiaobei woke up at 10 a.m. and opened his eyes. His eyes were so sour that his bones all over his body seemed to have been disassembled and reorganized. It hurt when he moved.

In the bedroom, there was a secret smell of men and women. When I sat up, I obviously felt what medicine had been rubbed on my legs. It was clear and cool.

Her face was a little red. She opened the quilt and went out into the hall.

Still quiet, Zhang Boyan should have left.

She went straight into the kitchen. There were two small dishes on the small table, and there was hot porridge in the rice cooker.

Mo Xiaobei was stunned: did Zhang Boyan do it?

He doesn't look like a cook.

After a while, she ran back to the room, washed her face and brushed her teeth, and heated up the breakfast he left her.

As for Fubo's love breakfast, she took it to the company and heated it up at night.

Half an hour later, Mo Xiaobei appeared in Mo's office before entering the office. Anlin stared at her.

Mo Xiaobei held his neck, "is there a problem?"

An Lin coughed: "Mr. Mo, didn't you look in the mirror today?"

Mo Xiaobei's face was slightly red. He immediately realized something and ran into the bathroom——

There was a red cloud in his neck. Although it was not as exaggerated as qingqingzi, the shallow Fei color seemed even more warm and ambiguous.

Her fingers gently stroked the place, and she didn't come back for a long time.

An Lin stood at the door, buttoned the door and smiled: "President Mo, will you preside over the meeting in person?"

Mo Xiaobei was annoyed: "let the vice president preside over it. You can listen in and sort out the meeting minutes for me later."

"But..." an Lin's voice was very slow: "this meeting involves the latest business plan of Boyu group. Don't you, Mr. Mo?"