Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Xiao Bei, I feel that I have brought you danger." He whispered, "if I did it again, I might... Not force you around."

His intuition is that because they are together, Xiaobei and the people around her will encounter those dangers.

He never regretted his feelings for Xiaobei, but now he is sorry.

It was his insistence that brought her danger, just like his father and downing 20 years ago.

But no matter how difficult it is, he still has to go on.

Lying next to her again, he gently hugged her little body, carefully pressed her in his arms, kissed her gently, and coaxed her to sleep.

In the next few days, Mo Xiaobei always felt that he had no freedom.

Sleep during the day, sleep at night, or be slept by Zhang Boyan... Except eating or sleeping, she is no different from the pig.

She was dissatisfied, and it was useless to quarrel with Zhang Boyan.

Later, she saw him often smoke alone. Knowing that he was upset, she stopped making trouble. She went over to comfort him softly: "I won't go out, I'll stay with you."

She hugged his arm and played coquettish quietly, which was more or less flattering.

Zhang Boyan snuffed out his cigarette and kissed her.

He didn't say much. He didn't want her to worry, but he knew that smart as Xiao Bei could guess what he was worried about!

But in boredom, Mrs. Zhang came once with Zhang Zhongyu.

Mo Xiaobei was so bored that he thought it was very interesting for Mrs. Zhang to come. Unfortunately, Mrs. Zhang was too gentle.

It's too gentle.

Not only brought a lot of tonics, but also booed the cold and asked for warmth, which made Mo Xiaobei feel pity and boring.

If only we could fight!

She stretched out her hand to cover her mouth and yawned, looking delicate.

In the past, it would have been dazzling in Mrs. Zhang's eyes, but now she has an awkward love.

She looked at Mo Xiaobei and coughed: "uncomfortable?"

Mo Xiaobei hugged the pillow and told the truth, "I'm just a little sleepy and want to drink some acid."

Want to drink sour... Poor little pregnant woman.

Mrs. Zhang must not know how gentle her expression is. Where can she get out of the car?

Now looking at Mo Xiaobei's stomach, I feel that her heart is full of love. This is her eldest grandson, a little Boyan. In the past, her debt to Boyan can be compensated from this child.

Mrs. Zhang thought, so she got up and asked Da Ah Fu, "Fubo, do you have sour plum at home?"

Fuber immediately said respectfully, "after the young lady is pregnant, these families are always ready."

Mrs. Zhang nodded, "OK, give me some. I'll make some sour plum soup for Xiaobei."

As he spoke, he also took Mo Xiaobei's hand——

That love!

That's called kindness!

Mo Xiaobei was flattered. Originally, he casually said that he didn't want Mrs. Zhang to be so solemn. On the contrary, she was a little embarrassed.

They walked towards the kitchen together, accompanied by Zhang Zhongyu.

Moreover, Mrs. Zhang asked Fubo to follow suit. Fubo was also very embarrassed.

Madam, you are so enthusiastic. How can I refuse Ah Fu?

I have a deep friendship with ah CAI. Aren't you embarrassing me?

However, Fu Bo still buried such thoughts in his heart and went happily.

Zhang Yuan's kitchen is naturally large. There is also a pair of exquisite small tables and chairs. Mo Xiaobei sits there and waits eagerly. Zhang Zhongyu sits opposite her.