Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei was afraid that he would really come, so he stretched out his foot and kicked him.

It happened to be his wound, which caused him to hum.

His narrow eyes are slightly tight, clear and bright, with the unique charm of a mature man.

"Who made you like this!" The little pregnant woman kicked him again, but this time it was lighter.

He kept silent and still looked at her.

Mo Xiaobei pursed his mouth and Baba said, "Zhang Boyan..."

Finally, he spoke. His voice was imbued with a desire that can not be ignored. At a glance, "I'll kiss the small ball."

He was shameless. She heard shame and bit her lip: "kiss across your belly."

Zhang Boyan's fingers gently stroked her flat belly with a meaningful tone: "the small ball is too small to feel across her belly. Beibei, why don't I touch it deeply? "

Her face was so hot that she could cook shrimp. She shouted wildly, "what is deep contact with her?"

"What do you say?" Zhang always held her back and kissed her little belly.

White, lovely.

He likes it.

Mo Xiaobei was afraid that he would mess around. His small hand grabbed his short black hair and his voice trembled: "Zhang Boyan, don't mess around."

Since she was pregnant, they had few affairs, not to mention his leg injury. She had not touched her for so long. She was afraid he couldn't help it.

Mo Xiaobei covered his face in shame.

Although Zhang Boyan was also moved, most of them still teased her. At this time, seeing her like this, he couldn't help laughing and kissed her belly, "so afraid?"

Mo Xiaobei nodded honestly, then looked down at him: "don't move."

The delicate little hand gently stroked his face and whispered, "the little pill is sleeping."

These words are amazing, like ironing Zhang Boyan's heart. From nine bends of heart, they suddenly become flat and neat, and all the previous emotions and thoughts dissipate.

His handsome face stuck to her small belly for a long time.

And how could she not feel his change when she shared his heart?

His fingers pressed on his scalp and hugged each other like this, which was also very moving.

At this moving moment, the door was knocked, and fuber's voice continued: "young master, dinner."

Zhang, squatting on his knees, closed his eyes slightly, "send it back later."

Fuber was embarrassed. "It's so late that it doesn't taste good to reheat for a while. Xiao Bei can't be hungry when she is pregnant. "

Mr. Zhang blackened, got up, put his little wife in his arms, opened the door and said, "send it in!"

Big Ah Fu blushed at the sight of the situation——

It's true. Xiao Bei is pregnant, and the young master's leg is broken again. He's still so uncontrollable.

The old face was so impatient that he took the tray and put it on the table. When he withdrew, he opened his mouth with an old face: "young master, you still have to control!"

Zhang always picked his eyebrow and looked at his little wife: "Xiaobei, do you think you should be moderate?"

Mo Xiaobei was stunned. If he answered wrong at this time, he would 'kiss the little pill' again later, so he hugged him and said tearfully, "I like brother Boyan best."

Fu Bo shivered and went out with an old face.

The door just closed. The first thing big Ah Fu did was call Zhang Achei——

A CAI, your grandson's leg is broken and he doesn't stop. Now he's doing bad things with his daughter-in-law. Do you want to take care of it?

Take care of it. You have to hurry!

——Zhang Zong in the study shivered.