Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei ran very fast and ran to the edge of the sea.

Above her are dazzling fireworks, like placing her at the other end of the galaxy... Meilun Meihuan.

She stopped and said loudly to the sea, "Mom, I found someone I like... Mom... Do you hear me?"

Her voice was excited, but it also had a touch of sadness.

Zhang Boyan stood at the other end, separated by fireworks.

She turned her head again, ran two steps towards him and stopped: "Zhang Boyan, I like you!"

His mind jumped.

Never.

But he stood still and stared at her.

Mo Xiaobei's eyes leaped with flames, reflecting the whole starry sky and him.

Suddenly, she ran towards him with all her strength and hugged him all at once

"Zhang Boyan, I like you." She raised her little face and murmured.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. "I would be happier if I changed my love for love."

Her eyes were shining. She put her hand over his eyes, tiptoed to his ear and whispered, "I love you..."

Her little hand was warm. He reached down and stared into her eyes.

Mo Xiaobei pursed his lips and wanted to step back. He couldn't.

Zhang Boyan hugged her waist and said hoarsely, "say it again."

"No more." She tilted her mouth. "You have to collect a hundred likes to change one. I love you."

His eyes were stained with a smile. He didn't say anything, just rubbed her eyes.

Mo Xiaobei was stunned for a while before he found that he said it again, spit out his tongue, stretch out his hand to hold him and look at the fireworks all over the sky with him

It was already midnight when I went back.

Mo Xiaobei came out after taking a bath and lay on the bed playing games. When Zhang Boyan came back from his study, he kissed her: "wait for me."

Her face turned red and her body turned around, "I'll apply for a rest tonight."

He touched the tip of her nose. "Don't rest tonight."

Then he took his bathrobe and went to the bathroom.

Mo Xiaobei stared at the direction of the bathroom and bah: "color is a wolf."

But she soon dropped her cell phone, moved to the bedside table, pulled out two boxes of T and compared them seriously... Which box is good?

When Zhang Boyan came out, he saw the tangle on her face. He wiped his hair, threw the towel aside, leaned against the head of the bed, held her in her legs, rubbed her with one hand, and said jokingly, "it's so difficult to choose?"

Her eyes were dim. "Have a sense of ceremony."

He really couldn't laugh or cry. Then he opened a package and grabbed her little hand: "put it on for me."

She screamed and lay down in his arms with a soft voice: "how can you be so fast!"

Zhang Boyan smiled slightly. In fact, it was not so urgent. He held her in such a warm way on such a Christmas night.

Mo Xiaobei raised his eyes and said, "brother, can I go after the new year? I don't want to spend the new year in New York. I want to be with you. "

Zhang Boyan's eyes grew deeper and put her in his arms: "OK."

She kissed him actively and casually, like a little milk dog.

Zhang Boyan's voice was a little hoarse: "Xiao Bei?"

"Shouldn't we celebrate?" She took him by the neck and said softly, "Merry Christmas."

He smiled, raised his hand and put out the light

Then her scream came from the darkness: "Zhang Boyan?"

"Don't move, darling, I'll make you happier..." his voice was low, and he seemed a little depressed in the dark.

Mo Xiaobei struggles silently

The thin white hand twisted the sheet, and the little face plunged into the pillow. All that was left was the burning blood and the feeling of being thrown into the air

When everything calmed down, he fell in her ear and whispered, "happy Christmas, Xiaobei."