Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Those who are in the game and those who are on the sidelines are clear!" Ding Lei patted him on the shoulder: "I just want to tell you that your little girl is not simple. What she shows may not be her real idea."

With that, Ding Lei left. He had to tell Amay that the president and Miss Mo just played a little game without clothes. It was nothing.

When Ding Lei left, Zhang Boyan stood quietly in front of the French window until night fell and digested what Ding Lei said to him.

He can't believe that his little north will be so black. If so, she is a natural actress.

When Mo Xiaobei woke up, he stood by.

She didn't say anything. She just dressed silently until she was dressed. She whispered, "I want to go back to my apartment."

Zhang Boyan said coldly, "Mo Xiaobei, don't even think about it!"

Her small mouth pursed and looked at him without God. Finally, she hung her eyes and said nothing more.

When she went out, his shirt and sweater were in her coat, which could be seen from the collar of the coat. Zhang Boyan didn't need a mask and recovered his original appearance.

Little secretary may looked at it eagerly.

God, the president is so handsome.

However, this is not the point. The point is that the president is... President Zhang.

Bo Yu's chapter is always.

Isn't Mo Xiaobei, who was bullied by the president just now, president Zhang's little girlfriend?

And it's not preaching outside. Always... Brother and sister!

Under the awe of ah may, Mo Xiaobei and Zhang Boyan walked into the elevator.

She still ignored him, but she didn't resist as before.

When he got into the car, Zhang Boyan whispered, "does it still hurt?"

She stopped turning her head and ignored him.

Zhang Boyan didn't ask again. He started the car and drove towards Zhang Yuan

Back in Zhangyuan, Fubo saw that the two little boys were in a bad mood. He didn't dare to ease the atmosphere.

Mo Xiaobei finished his meal and ran upstairs. Zhang Boyan slowly wiped his lower lip and followed him.

As soon as I got upstairs, I saw her pull out her suitcase and stuff it in.

His face tightened and looked down at her: "do you want to make trouble?"

Mo Xiaobei stopped his movements, but he immediately began to clean up.

Zhang Boyan pulled her: "Xiaobei!"

"Let go." She stared at him and he wouldn't let go.

She stared for a long time. Finally, she suddenly loosened her packing and fell to the ground in a mess.

There is a kind of, especially capricious.

She ran to the terrace and looked at the night outside. She ignored him with heart.

Zhang Boyan narrowed his eyes and hugged her from behind: "when are you going to make trouble?"

Mo Xiaobei dropped his eyes. "I don't want to make trouble. I just don't know how to get along with President Zhang."

"What was it before, what will be it in the future." He kissed her delicate neck. "Don't you like me? Don't like my reaction today? "

Mo Xiaobei turned around, leaned against the railing and looked at him very seriously, "I can't do it as I don't know?"

His eyes stared at her, and his body tightened up: "Xiaobei!"

She sighed: "Zhang Boyan, it's true that I want to leave."

She had no previous excitement and became calm: "at least now I can't accept it."

Then his voice dropped, "the reason why we were together before was because we thought our feelings were pure, but Zhang always wanted so much, Xiaobei... Can't be satisfied."