Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei's small chin was pulled up by him and forced her to look into his eyes.

"So, do you want to leave me and give me to others? Is it Luman, or some other woman? " He didn't want to be angry, but he was angry with her.

Mo Xiaobei tightened his lips, and his big eyes were full of fragility.

Zhang Boyan restrained himself and let her go——

Damn Ding Lei, what he said is a fart.

He took out a cigarette and smoked irritably. After smoking one, he said in a low voice, "if I don't let go, you can't go away."

"Really?" Mo Xiaobei looked at him and his eyes flashed, "what if I exchange 10% of Boyu for freedom? Don't you always change the chapter? "

Zhang Boyan's complexion was extremely sinister at once. He closed his eyes, "Xiao Bei, do you think so of me?"

When he opened his eyes again, there was a touch of disappointment in her at the bottom of his eyes, "I thought you would understand me. It turned out that it was just my one-man play from beginning to end. Mo Xiaobei, I put it down, but you haven't put it down. "

His fingers gently rubbed the corners of her lips: "even if you are not Mo Ruhai's child, Mo's family is the most important in your heart."

Then he went out.

He paused at the door with a faint voice: "if freedom is what you want, then... You are free."

Mo Xiaobei was stunned. Some couldn't believe he really let her go.

She didn't know that Zhang Boyan let go because she was sure that she still loved him, that she was not willing to leave, that she would not be willing to leave him alone and burn lonely all the time.

Her lips moved and she called out, "Zhang Boyan."

He turned gently.

Under the warm yellow light, his face was rarely tired.

He said softly, "Xiao Bei, I'm also human, and I'll be tired."

Then he looked at her quietly for a while and walked out slowly.

Mo Xiaobei's lips closed tightly and watched his back disappear behind the door.

Her heart wrenched and hurt——

With his little hand over the painful place, he fell down slowly and gasped for breath.

At this time, her forehead was full of sweat, rolling down drop by drop.

She wanted to call Zhang Boyan, but the pain was too painful to say

Slowly, she sat on the ground holding the wall and endured for a long time before she finally eased the pain.

Gasping, the heart still hurts——

She suddenly remembered that Aunt Xin had said that her mother had congenital heart disease.

Does she... Have one?

Mo Xiaobei's heart shrank again and hugged himself hard——

She's scared. She's scared. She's afraid she's sick.

They can no longer have children. If her heart really has a problem, will she drag him down all his life?

On such a painful night, Zhang Boyan didn't go back to his bedroom to sleep.

Mo Xiaobei lay on the soft big bed, grabbed the sheet and cried silently

She was scared, scared.

The little face was buried in the pillow, wet and hot, all her tears.

She made trouble with him. She said she wanted to leave, but when she really felt the pain, she found that she was so fragile.

She was so afraid that she would leave him forever and could not see him.

If he is so angry again, will he be unhappy all his life?

He didn't sleep all night. At dawn, Zhang Boyan went back to his bedroom and seemed to change his clothes.

After dressing, his eyes fell on her faintly, and naturally he saw the tears between the pillows.

Dizzy stained a large area!

His complexion softened a little, bent over and reached out, touched the damp cold, and whispered, "have you been crying all night?"