She leaned in his arms and said softly, "Zhang Boyan, I saw a lovely child yesterday. Do you like children?"

He looked down at her and smiled, "I've loved you since you were a child."

Mo Xiaobei said quietly, "I'm serious with you."

He sighed: "Xiaobei, I'm also serious. Although I expected us to have children, everything goes with fate. It doesn't matter. We can adopt one in the future."

She lost her mind... Adopt one?

But there is still a difference between adopted and born by yourself!

She is not so great as to treat everyone equally. She especially wants this child.

But she knew she couldn't!

She can't tell him, let alone let others know

Her hand hugged him and her voice trembled: "Zhang Boyan, will you hold me tight?"

Holding tight a little can bring him closer to his child, because they may only have such a child in their life!

Her thin arms hugged him harder——

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

She said countless sorry in her heart and heartache countless times

Zhang Boyan hugged her, and his heart was also heavy.

He bowed his head and kissed her. "Beibei, you have me."

She was in a trance again.

Yes, she has him.

She and him!

Because her fingers were too hard embedded in his flesh, she said low, "I'm sorry!"

He reached out his hand and stroked her delicate little face with a low voice: "Xiaobei, where are you sorry for me? If so, you were born too late."

Her face was wet and buried in his neck. "Zhang Boyan, will I be your child in the future?"

He lost his smile, but his voice was unspeakably gentle: "OK."

Her eyes were still turning tears, but she gave him a very sweet smile, "shall I call your father?"

He reached out and pinched her little face. "What's the matter with us Xiaobei today?"

But she fell in his arms and cried softly.

This is for the baby in the belly.

Zhang Boyan, we have children, but I can't tell.

Zhang Boyan, I'm sorry.

This night, she said countless sorry in her heart. She shed a lot of tears this night. She said she was just sad

Fortunately, when she got up early the next morning, she returned to her former appearance.

Love to be coquettish and clingy.

When Zhang Boyan changed clothes to go to work, she also got up to tie him.

Seeing her happy, he was naturally happy. He kissed her for a long time before he said hoarsely, "I'll come back early in the evening, huh?"

Mo Xiaobei nodded obediently and reminded him, "don't forget about Nansheng."

Zhang Boyan stretched out his hand to Mo Mo's little head: "you little fool."

She didn't say much, but looked at him eagerly, and Zhang Boyan was soft hearted. "Don't worry, I've asked Ding Lei to do it, but how she's doing in the future depends on herself."

Mo Xiaobei said.

"I went to the company first." He leaned over and kissed her, reached out and tucked her back into the quilt.

Mo Xiaobei nestled in the quilt and watched him go out. At the moment, her nose was sour.

I want to cry, but she can't cry.

Her face was buried in the quilt, crying silently... For a long time, for a long time.

Outside the window, the sky is also gloomy.

When Mo Xiaobei came downstairs, it was about ten o'clock.

Fu Bo brought breakfast and asked anxiously, "Xiao Bei, why are your eyelids swollen and swollen? Have you cried?"

Her little mouth pursed without a sound.

"Did the young master bully you?" Fuber continued to ask ashali.

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