Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Seeing that she was unhappy, Zhang Boyan smiled and picked her up: "don't think about it. Just say a few nice words next time."

Mo Xiaobei's eyes are bitter.

Zhang Boyan's voice was hoarse: "Mo Xiaobei, aren't you the best?"

Her face suddenly turned red and her little face turned aside to hum.

After a while, he twisted back and exhaled, "Mr. Zhang is the most agreeable person."

Zhang Boyan chuckled and pinched her little face. "Do you like me to please you?"

Her face reddened a little, and she leaned over his shoulder and said, "I like it!"

"Shall I please Mrs. Zhang in the future again?" His voice suddenly became hoarse and tense.

She didn't speak, just hugged him carefully.

When he got to the bedroom, he put her on the soft big bed, raised his hand, untied his shirt and covered it, and seriously 'please' her again

*

The next morning.

When Mo Xiaobei woke up, Zhang Boyan got up and was wearing a tie.

Watching her wake up, she bent over and kissed her little face, "tie me a tie."

Mo Xiaobei wrapped a quilt: "you use child labor."

Hearing the speech, Zhang Boyan reached out and patted her little p share, "Mrs. Zhang, you're over 20. Where did you come from?"

She got up and knelt in front of him. Her little hands busily tied a tie for him and hummed softly, "you always call me baby."

Zhang Boyan's eyes darkened, and his voice was not as dumb as words: "Xiaobei!"

"It is!" She looked up at him, then lowered her head, lowered her eyebrows and tied a tie for him.

Zhang Boyan didn't speak again, just stared at his little child labor.

"All right." After Mo Xiaobei finished, he relaxed slightly and looked at him foolishly, "today I asked Ranran to play tennis."

Zhang Boyan subconsciously didn't want to agree.

Mo Xiaobei immediately said, "Tang Yao is also here."

Mr. Zhang doesn't want to agree.

His little guy moved towards him, hugged his waist and said pleasantly, "I'll let uncle Zhao send me away. Will you pick me up later? Tang Yao and I ate out at noon. "

Zhang Boyan looked at her without making a sound.

Mo Xiaobei hugged him and begged, "please, will you?"

Her little face was full of pleading, and his heart was actually softer.

These days, she is either in Zhangyuan or brought to the company by him. It's really boring. It's good to go out and relax.

After thinking about it, he said quietly, "we must let the bodyguard follow."

Mo Xiaobei nodded: "I will be good."

Then he hugged him and kissed, "you're the best."

Zhang Boyan was kissed with some blood heat. His heart swung. He held her sharp and beautiful little chin and his voice was stained with love jade. "How do you thank me?"

Mo Xiaobei knew that he was not satisfied last night. At this time, it probably meant this, so he blushed, "evening... OK?"

Her little mouth came to his ear and said a few words with a red face.

Zhang Boyan's black eyes were deep, so he kissed her little mouth, but said solemnly, "then I'm waiting for Mrs. Zhang's special service in the evening."

Mo Xiaobei curled back into the quilt and complained softly, "Mr. Zhang, you're going to work."

"Yes." He nodded approvingly, "I can't earn money, otherwise Mrs. Zhang may not be willing to provide special services."

He could hardly hear this. Mo Xiaobei covered his ears and didn't want to listen.

He smiled deeply, but he still couldn't help bending down and hugging people with the ground. He kissed hard before he finished and went downstairs.