Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

When Mo Xiaobei was a little messy, Ding Lei handed over the wine bottle again——

She forced out a smile: "President Ding... I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Beer wakes quickly. Don't worry, I'll take you home safely. " Ding Lei looked sincere: "just accompany me, an older single dog."

Mo Xiaobei looked at him sympathetically. He was still a single dog at an old age!

In sympathy, I drank two bottles together... And then I fell down completely.

Lying on the table, he was dishonest and patted his little hand: "Ding Lei, how did you bring me to New York?"

Ding Lei smiled and patted her video, "how is this New York?"

Mo Xiaobei's eyes were stained with moisture: "isn't this New York? The Italian barbecue restaurant, you smell it, it tastes the same. "

"Who did you go to the barbecue with?" Ding Lei's smile deepened.

Mo Xiaobei raised his head slightly and looked at Ding Lei. His mouth flattened: "I won't tell you!"

In her tone of voice, there was a little daughter's coquetry, which made Ding Lei sigh.

Ah, no wonder some people can't let go.

He was silent. Mo Xiaobei was lying there and crying

"You say, why did he leave me there?" She was in tears and grabbed the table with her little hand. "It's hateful for him to have a blind date with others."

She propped herself up, picked up a knife on the table to cut sheep legs, and gently said, "if he dares to have anything with others, I'll cut him."

Ding Lei was so happy that he was going to laugh to death.

Zhang Boyan is so cute that he laughs to death.

He passed the recording and video frequency to someone, located the place and sent a message: "I'm drunk, come and pick someone up!"

About two minutes later, one came back: "I asked you to take her home, not to take her to drink."

Ding Lei smiled: This is jealous.

He put down his cell phone, looked at the little drunk cat, smiled, leaned against the back of the chair, took out a cigarette, lit it and smoked quietly.

After a while, still afraid of her catching a cold, he took off his coat and put it on Mo Xiaobei's shoulder.

It will be hard for such a young girl to shoulder things that she can't bear at her age.

Ding Lei has a sister, almost the same age as Mo Xiaobei, and is now carefree.

He looked at Mo Xiaobei and his eyes became gentle

When Zhang Boyan came, Ding Lei took away his clothes lightly, "well, I'll give it to you."

Zhang Boyan glanced at him and said nothing.

Ding Lei left with a light smile.

Zhang Boyan went over and sat beside Mo Xiaobei, with his big palm on her shoulder: "Xiaobei?"

She hugged him and lay on her stomach, ignoring him.

He looked at the five empty wine bottles in front of her and then stared at the little drunk cat.

When he picked her up and was ready to leave, the shopkeeper boy chased her and said slightly timidly, "Sir, I haven't checked out yet!"

Zhang Boyan greeted Ding Lei in his heart, took out his wallet and counted ten to the boy.

Then, under the boy's burning eyes, he picked up Mo Xiaobei and walked towards the parking lot.

The drunken little wildcat bit his lip and grabbed the door and refused to get on the bus.

"I don't want to get in the car. I have to go back... Drink." She said vaguely. As she said this, she poured her little head into his arms: "I want to hug and hold it high."

Zhang Boyan looked at the little milk cat and was very helpless——

She's really drunk.

He kissed her, his voice was a little hoarse: "kissed, take you home, huh?"