Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhang Yuan.

While eating, Mo Xiaobei found that Zhang Boyan's forehead was hurt. She bit the food and asked, "was beaten?"

"Well, I was hit by the cup." Zhang Boyan said quietly.

After that, Mo Xiaobei's fingers gently touched his wound, and he felt a little distressed: "I'll wrap it up for you later."

Zhang Boyan smiled and said nothing!

After dinner, Mo Xiaobei took Zhang Boyan to the study and pressed him on the sofa. "Don't move, I'll get the medicine box."

She trotted out. Soon she took the medicine box and knelt beside him.

Small hands brushed around his wound and muttered with some dissatisfaction: "for the new year, do it!"

Zhang Boyan looked at her little mouth and held out his hand: "you can hang an oil bottle."

Mo Xiaobei gave him a white look while bandaging: "I love you."

Although ferocious, he treated his wound seriously. Zhang Boyan looked at her with a low eyebrow and smiled.

The wound was quickly treated. He reached out and touched it with a light smile: "my little north is really capable!"

She raised her little face with moisture in her eyes, "Zhang Boyan, I hope I won't help you bandage your wound in the future."

His heart was wet, but he didn't say anything, just hugged her.

Hold it gently, like holding some baby.

Zhang Hua stood at the door of his study and coughed softly——

As soon as Mo Xiaobei's face turned red, he immediately struggled and hurriedly packed up the gauze. "I wrapped it up and remember to change the dressing at night."

Zhang Boyan smiled gently: "thank you, doctor mo."

Mo Xiaobei gave him a face and ran away.

Zhang Hua closed the door and looked back at President Zhang with a smile, so he smiled lightly, "president Zhang was smashed by the old man, but he was in a bad mood."

Zhang Boyan smiled, sat up a little straight, took a sip of the tea on the tea table, "don't you wonder what I talked to the old man? Why did the old man change his attitude? "

Zhang Hua was stunned. "President Zhang?"

Zhang Boyan's eyes fell quietly on his face and spoke slowly: "you know Xiaobei's body! Therefore, the Zhang family lacks an heir. "

After he said this, Zhang Hua's face changed greatly, "president Zhang!" This time, the voice has taken a little trembling.

Zhang Boyan's tone has a great meaning of four or two gold coins, "I recommended you to the old man because you are also surnamed Zhang."

Zhang Hua could no longer calm down. He immediately got up and said in a difficult voice: "president Zhang, Zhang family... There are also many relatives."

Zhang Boyan's face was indifferent: "but outsiders are not as reliable as their own."

Zhang Hua was shocked by the sentence "his own people".

He reached out and patted Zhang Hua on the shoulder: "don't be nervous. Maybe you don't need to bear responsibility. You just need to give birth to the legal heir of the Zhang family."

Zhang Hua smiled bitterly, "Mr. Zhang, you mean as if I were... A horse."

Zhang Boyan leaned back on the sofa, picked up a book and looked through it. His tone was light: "don't worry, I'll choose a beautiful little mare for you."

"President Zhang!" Zhang Hua sighed, "it's a joke."

Zhang Boyan put down his book and looked at him: "I'm serious! Zhang Hua, I always feel guilty, so I always want to compensate you. "

President Zhang's voice was very happy: "now we have finally found a suitable way."