Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

As the new year approaches, Zhang Boyan is getting busier and busier.

——Boyu and Huarui's tail teeth are waiting for him to preside over.

Huarui is fine. Ding Lei is here. Just say a few words on the stage and accept the eyes of female employees.

But Boyu is different. As a company with a long culture, the tail teeth are bustling every year. This year is no exception, especially in the first year of Zhang Boyan as an absolute major shareholder.

Originally, he was going to invite Mo Xiaobei to be his partner, but Mo Xiaobei was lack of interest and waved his small hand: "I just need to occupy Zhang at night. As for other times, I'd better leave it to the goblins outside!"

Zhang Boyan didn't force her either. He joined the tail teeth and drank some wine.

That night, Zhang Hua sent him back. The car stopped in Zhang Yuan. Zhang Hua helped people upstairs and left.

Under the warm yellow light, Zhang Boyan was dressed in a elegant black dress with a handsome face. He closed his eyes slightly because he was drunk and slept on his forehead with one hand.

The little Yasha of his family was wearing a bathrobe of "Zhang Anxi" and was staring at him with his hands crossed.

One is quiet, the other is quiet.

For a long time, Zhang Boyan smiled softly: "Xiao Bei, how long will you look at me like this?"

Mo Xiaobei still forked his waist, "you drank!"

He closed his eyes, didn't see her little hand pull her into his arms, kissed her little mouth with intuition, "where can I hide from such an occasion!"

Then he opened his eyes and looked at her slightly clearly: "if the president's wife is here, I think those female employees don't dare to toast me, let alone leave lipstick prints on my shirt."

Yasha is so angry!!!

Don't talk when you're drunk. It's his own leg pain, but there's Lipstick print!

Yecha fiercely removed his coat and threw it aside, regardless of whether it was Armani's high determination of the season.

She grabbed his shirt collar and turned it over. There was really a lipstick print.

And she must be Dior 888!

Mo Xiaobei stared at him, "Zhang Boyan, you're having an affair!"

He smiled sexily and stared at her: "won't you go with me next time, huh?"

"You did it on purpose?" Mo Xiaobei stretched out his small white finger and gently poked him in the heart: "Zhang Boyan, you are so shameless. Do you say you asked Zhang Hua to put lipstick on your collar?"

Zhang Boyan's eyes became quiet and looked at her: "Xiaobei, No."

She's stuck.

He reached out and touched her head. She didn't let him, but stepped back a little.

Zhang Boyan smiled and said softly, "Xiaobei, I just want to tell you that you have to watch carefully. I'm not absolutely safe. There will be female goblins at any time when you're not here."

She's so angry!

Being kissed and taken advantage of by others, he dares to be righteous!!!

Mo Xiaobei stared at him, "then you have to guard yourself like a jade!"

"I'll try my best!" With a smile in his eyes, he reached out and held her in his arms: "now, are you happier?"

"These days, I won't open Sen!" Mo Xiaobei is very proud and charming, "and his leg hurts. Let Fubo press it for you."

He caught her with a smile, wouldn't let her escape, and pressed her little face into his arms.

His voice was sexy and hoarse. "What's that like? Beibei, darling, press it for me. It hurts. "

Her mouth was ferocious, but listening to him say it hurt, she was still soft hearted, and her little hand went along with his strength to press for him