Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fuber's eyes were filled with tears. "You bad boy! The young master told you not to drive and not to drive before. Look now, are you lying down? Fortunately, it's lucky! "

When Fubo said this, Mo Xiaobei remembered the dark figure walking towards him before he was unconscious.

——Zhang Boyan arrived, so the talent didn't have a chance to start?

She can be sure that Zhang Boyan didn't see the man, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm.

She was in a trance. Fubo had eagerly fed a spoon of bird's nest. "I heard the young master say that he shed a lot of blood and had to make it up. Fubo sent it to you every day."

Mo Xiaobei didn't have such a good appetite, but he couldn't bear to disappoint Fubo, so he took a bite.

"I'll eat it myself." She took it and ate it silently.

Fuber was eager to see if there was a missing corner.

Mo Xiaobei finished a small bowl and handed it to Fubo. "I'm full."

Fuber's eyes were full of love. He put them away, stood aside and continued to look at her very eagerly.

Mo Xiaobei was dazzled by his eyes. He moved away dryly and looked at Fu ran.

Fu ran poured her a glass of water and handed it to her: "it was Zhang Boyan who called me and asked me to accompany you."

Mo Xiaobei's eyes are floating——

Zhang Boyan hit him. Where is he?

Fubo timely added: "young master, he will come after work when he goes to the company."

Mo Xiaobei smiled and didn't answer.

Fubo wanted to stay, but it seemed too deliberate, so he said, "Xiao Bei, Fubo will go back first and let Miss Fu accompany you."

Mo Xiaobei nodded, "Fubo, please walk slowly."

Fu Bo's heart was hot, looked at her again, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, "go back and have a look when you're free. Fu Bo is old and very lonely."

When he said this, Mo Xiaobei felt guilty and nodded lightly: "I will."

Fuber left, her eyes fixed on the door.

Fu ran peeled an apple and handed it to her. He whispered, "Xiao Bei, what happened last night?"

Mo Xiaobei shook his head and smiled: "nothing, just seeing Zhang Boyan and Luman together, he drove a little faster."

Fu ran looked at her: "really?"

"Of course." Mo Xiaobei nibbled at the apple, "otherwise you think... I'll miss it?"

Fu Ran's voice was very slow: "not necessarily."

Mo Xiaobei didn't want to talk about this topic again, so he changed the subject: "how are you and Tang Yao recently?"

Fu ran was stunned and smiled reluctantly, "it's OK."

Mo Xiaobei wanted to ask, but he thought it was inconvenient to ask too deeply, so he gave up.

Her head was still dizzy and she soon lay down again.

Until the afternoon, her secretary, Anlin, came with a fruit basket in her hand.

Mo Xiaobei looked at her and smiled, "I thought you would bring the documents."

"How could I be so inhumane!" An Lin put the fruit basket aside and talked about the company for a while, reassuring Mo Xiaobei.

Mo Xiaobei leaned on the head of the bed and his voice was a little low: "watch the st project closely. The first draft will be ready next week."

An Lin said, "don't worry, I can't be wrong."

Fu ran on one side smiled, "look at you, Xiaobei. Now there are some strong women."

"You laugh at me, too." Mo Xiaobei looked at Fu ran and said softly, "Ran Ran, I wish I were like you."