Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

President Zhang destroyed the evidence just now and threw the medicine bottle into the dustbin. He looked at the angry villain: "Why are you still angry? Zhang Hua and I were just joking. "

His little wife still stood at the door and stared at him: "you said, did you plan everything? You're not going to hurt yourself at all? "

President Zhang sat down and took a sip of tea very slowly. "You want me to be cruel and disabled... And then your little hands will solve the physiological needs for the rest of my life, huh?"

Mo Xiaobei blushed.

What, what!

He's so shameless!

What do you mean by her... He's shameless!

Mo Xiaobei was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

Mr. Zhang stretched out his hand and pulled her to his side. She accidentally sat on his lap. He snorted. She immediately asked with some worry, "what's the matter, is it pressed?"

President Zhang breathed out a long breath, "don't move. It's pressed. "

She was stunned for a moment and then felt it——

Yes!

But not his legs, but... There.

She put her little hand around his neck, buried her face in his neck and shouted angrily, "Zhang Boyan, you're still sunny at this time."

She's really mad!

He lowered his head, put his thin lips in her ears and smiled: "isn't it normal? If I don't get sunny, it's not normal, huh? "

Mo Xiaobei glanced at him with water in his eyes. He looked pitiful: "I don't want to use my hands anymore."

The shameless man smiled lighter: "where do you want to use Xiaobei?"

Mo Xiaobei shouted, "shameless, bad guy!"

Although scolding him, he still obediently lay on his shoulder, kissed his lips, and said delicately, "do it yourself."

Zhang Zongyi raised his eyebrow: "are you sure, Xiaobei?"

She groaned and wanted to go down, but her waist was hugged by him.

Zhang Zong has always been noble and has nothing to do with obscenity, but today he hugged her and kissed her.

Mo Xiaobei was kissed by him. She didn't know what to do. Her ears were full of his hot gasp, and there was pure male breath around her nose. Her face was so hot that she hugged him and listened to the music.

She was pregnant and couldn't do that in the first three months. He seemed to endure it very hard.

Mo Xiaobei remembered that he said he would give birth to one, probably not only because of her body, but also because of the bad nature of men!

In the evening, she called Fu Yan to make complaints about him for a long time.

President Zhang took a bath and leaned aside to deal with business. He heard a smile.

"Ranran, shall we go for a stroll tomorrow?" When Mo Xiaobei spoke, his eyes fell on President Zhang.

Because Zhang always agrees.

Zhang Boyan finally looked at his little wife.

Mo Xiaobei's voice bullied AI: "let me ask President Zhang?"

Then he asked his close husband, "I will go to the" new world "department store tomorrow.

Zhang always seemed to be buried in business and said quietly, "just you two? What about Tang Yao? "

In order to make President Zhang happy, Mo Xiaobei did not hesitate to suppress and belittle Tang Yao: "that profiteer, he has to work to earn money!"

Just then, Zhang Zong of her family raised his eyes and looked at her unfathomably.

Mo Xiaobei spit out his tongue: "I didn't mean it."

She forgot for a moment that Mr. Zhang was the biggest profiteer in H city.

At this time, the biggest profiteer looked at her and smiled faintly: "do you want to be accompanied by profiteer?"

Mo Xiaobei knelt down in front of him and asked in a small voice, "can your legs stand it?"

His eyes were deep: "you can try it now."

Mrs. Zhang immediately understood what he meant and hummed, "Mr. Zhang should recuperate now."

He took her into his arms and kissed her carefully. His voice was a little hoarse: "I've been raising her for a long time."

Mrs. Zhang blushed and put her small hand on his shoulder. "Ranran is still waiting!"

Mr. Zhang let her go and just looked at her deeply.

Mo Xiaobei went to bite Fu Ran's ears again: "Zhang Boyan will go with us tomorrow."

Over there, Fu ran coughed softly: "Xiao Bei, just now you asked a question. It took so long?"

Mo Xiaobei: can you still be a good sister?

Finally, the phone hung up happily, while Fu ran over there was worried.

Tang Yao came out of the bathroom and saw her like this. He wiped his hair and asked in a low voice, "who are you talking to?"

Fu ran returned to his senses and slowly said, "Xiao Bei! I asked her to go shopping tomorrow. She wants to see children's clothes. "

Then she looked a little trance: "I'm going to be a mother. Maybe I like those little clothes or something."

Tang Yao wiped his hair, threw the towel aside, sat on the big bed and looked at the stunned girl.