Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei shook his head and said, "I just think of Aunt Wang."

"Aunt Wang?" Tang Xin seemed to think for a moment before she remembered: "is that Dr. Wang?"

Mo Xiaobei bowed his head.

Tang Xin came over and hugged her into her arms and comforted her softly. "I've heard about Dr. Wang, too. Don't be too sad, Xiao Bei?"

Mo Xiaobei reluctantly smiled: "well, don't mention this."

But without mentioning, she still thought about Aunt Xin's pregnancy and didn't dare to ask directly, so she turned a corner to ask: "aunt Xin, do you like children?"

Tang Xin knocked her on the head and said, "everyone likes you, but I don't like you."

Mo Xiaobei was in pain and said, "aunt Xin, don't you have one yourself?"

Tang Xin probably didn't expect Mo Xiaobei to ask this. She was stunned for a long time and smiled: "aunt Xin is old and doesn't have that mind."

Mo Xiaobei sat on the soft bed again and put his little feet at the end of the bed. "Aunt Xin, when you are young, there must be many men chasing you."

Tang Xin put down her clothes and sighed: "there are many, but none of them is worthy of your aunt Xin, so your aunt Xin has become an old girl."

Mo Xiaobei's eyes were bright, "really don't like any?"

Tang Xin looks at Mo Xiaobei with a serious expression.

Mo Xiaobei's heart beats wildly fast. Does she make aunt Xin unhappy?

Just thinking, aunt Xin gave her little foot a piece of money, "you ghost spirit, what do you want to inquire about?"

Mo Xiaobei lay on the bed and smiled: "I just think aunt Xin is so beautiful. It's a pity not to find a boyfriend. It's too wasteful."

Tang Xin glanced at her: "don't come!"

Then he began to tidy up his luggage one by one, whispering, "I don't want to make do with it."

Mo Xiaobei saw that she was in a low mood and was really sad, so he gave Fu ran a look. Fu ran understood it. The two little girls found an excuse and slipped out.

Outside, Fu ran arched Mo Xiaobei: "what's the matter with you today? Poke aunt Xin's wound?"

Mo Xiaobei sighed.

Aunt Wang has passed away. Naturally, she won't say what Aunt Wang said again. She just smiled: "I always think aunt Xin must have a story, and the story is very deep."

She turned her head sideways and winked at Fu ran: "it's about men."

Fu ran patted her: "be careful, aunt Xin is really angry, be careful of your skin!"

Mo Xiaobei made faces at her. The two little girls walked farther and farther in the long corridor

Tang Xin's door opens.

Aunt Xin stood at the door with a smile on her face: "these two children get along well! It's like when my sister and I were... "

She closed the door, looked at the empty bedroom and said softly, "sister, do you hear me? Your baby Xiaobei asked me if I like children. Of course I do. I like it very much... Sister, I will treat Xiaobei well. Do you hear me? "

Of course, no one responded to her.

She fell to the bed, and her delicate fingers stroked the sheets and everything within reach. "This was originally your room, and everything was yours. After you died, I said I couldn't give up you, and my father agreed to move in."

Tang Xin laughed and burst into tears. "I have everything about you. Do you hear me? It's everything!"

But no one could answer her, because that man was no longer there.