Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei stared at him and wanted to turn around and leave. She even wanted to slap him, but she didn't dare.

Brother Tang Yao said that as long as Zhang Boyan nodded, his father would be saved, and so would mo.

Pride is nothing!

Finally, she hung her head and whispered reluctantly, "Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry."

"Sorry what? I'm sorry I kissed, bitten, or hugged? " There was a trace of mockery in his voice: "Mo Xiaobei, where's your pride? Where have you been? "

She answered him cleverly and honestly, "it was bitten by a dog."

Then looking at him, Baba added, "husky variety."

Zhang Boyan's face was black, and he felt his head hurt more

After a long confrontation, he stood up and said, "that's all for tonight. I'll let Fubo take you out."

Then he raised his voice and called laifubo.

Faber magically appeared immediately and was very polite: "Miss Mo, I'll see you out."

Mo Xiaobei knew in his heart that there would be no good fruit to eat if he stayed, so he nodded to Fubo, "please."

Fubo respectfully led Mo Xiaobei out of the study. After going out, there was a long and gorgeous corridor.

Mo Xiaobei's head, you can see the thick night outside from this direction.

It was a dark night with no bottom, just like her situation and mood at the moment.

She doesn't know what Zhang Boyan wants

But she can't give it!

How could she climb onto Zhang Boyan's bed?

Anyone can, just him, no!

Send Mo Xiaobei away, and Fubo returns to the study to recover his life.

Gently open the door and see Zhang Boyan leaning on the sofa again. His shirt unties three buttons at will. He is a very good-looking man. Any words praising men are not abrupt on him!

Probably hearing the sound of opening the door, Zhang Boyan raised his eyes and asked in a light voice, "has she left?"

Fuber nodded, picked up a thin blanket and covered it for him——

The pain of Mr. Mo's knee probably broke out again. Since Miss Mo's existence can't relieve Mr. Mo's pain, why keep it?

So he couldn't help saying, "Sir, if you don't like Miss Mo to appear in Zhangyuan, I'll let someone return to her... Anyway, she's not a professional nurse.

"No!" Zhang Boyan closed his eyes slightly, "just use her!"

Fuber hesitated again and again, and finally opened his mouth, "why didn't Mr. Mo tell Miss Mo the reason for her falling leg disease?"

Zhang Boyan's hand on his forehead fell gently. His pupil like ink dye slowly opened and looked at Fu Bo silently, "talk!"

Raise your hand and signal him to go down first.

The door closed again, and there was silence in the study.

Zhang Boyan lay down slowly and touched his knee gently... Few people know where the injury came from.

This wound was not only left on him, but also engraved in his heart.

Like Mo Xiaobei, he is a thorn in his heart, deep into the bone marrow.

He Mou Jing lay down for a long time and felt less pain. He supported his body and wanted to take a shower. Where his fingers supported, he suddenly met a stiff thing.

When the palm is opened, it is a small pearl earring, which should have been left by Mo Xiaobei just now.

His eyes suddenly darkened.

Thought of not long ago, he kissed her in his arms. She was so helpless and afraid. Her fingers held his shirt tightly, but she didn't dare to resist!

That kind of her makes him heartache!

Zhang Boyan looked at the Pearl Earring in the palm of his hand and whispered, "Beibei..."

He suddenly tightened his fingers and didn't care about the pain in his palm. He went to the bedside table, took his mobile phone and dialed out. When he called there, he quietly ordered: "Mo Ruhai's case, press for a few more days."