Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei wrinkled his nose, "what a waste!"

Zhang Boyan walked over with a smile, walked around from behind and pinched her nose: "then next time you wash it for me, there will be no waste."

When he said it, it was very natural.

Mo Xiaobei's body froze. She didn't think he would come back at this time, and... And now she and Fubo are arranging him!

Fortunately, Zhang Boyan's action lasted a few seconds and released her. He turned and sat in the first place and looked at Fu Bo, "fill me a bowl of rice."

Fu Bo smiled all over his face. "I said the young master's legs were two meters long. That's Cao Cao."

Zhang Boyan glanced at him, poured himself a cup of pre dinner wine and said faintly, "the speed of the sports car is much faster than my legs."

"That is!" Fu Bo wiped his sweat and immediately ordered his servant to serve dinner for the young master. Then he winked and motioned everyone to step down. The young master had to cultivate feelings with the young lady, didn't he?

Mo Xiaobei looked around. There were only two of them in Nuo Da's restaurant, so he bowed his head and ate hard.

"I wasn't very happy just now. Why don't you talk now?" Zhang Boyan's voice suddenly sounded.

Mo Xiaobei suddenly raised his eyes and bumped into his deep eyes.

His throat was a little dry. He sipped his mouth for a long time, "because they are not Mr. Zhang."

"Call me Zhang Boyan later, or... Brother Boyan, choose one." His tone was especially indifferent, as if he were talking about the weather.

Mo Xiao north make complaints about death, brother brother?

"Do you like watching idol dramas very much?" She turned the corner and asked.

Zhang Boyan ate slowly, his voice was very weak: "isn't it good to be a childhood sweetheart?"

Mo Xiaobei gave a long cry... You're looking for your childhood sweetheart!

Zhang Boyan suddenly looked at her and put a piece of fat pork in her bowl. "Eat!"

She stared at the oily streaky meat and looked at him again. That look was by no means good. "I don't like eating."

"But I think eating this will enrich Hungary." He spoke shamelessly in a rigid tone.

However, in his eyes, there was a small cluster of flames beating happily.

Mo Xiaobei bit his lip, and the small mouth slowly collapsed. Reluctantly, he picked up the oily streaky meat, closed his eyes and took a small bite. The expression was like torture.

In his ear was his pleasant voice: "is it delicious?"

Mo Xiaobei said sadly, "delicious! Zhang can also eat more. "

"Zhang Boyan, or Boyan's brother." With a smile, he took a piece of pork in her bowl and waited on her attentively.

Mo Xiaobei is almost blown up!

She thought that living in Zhangyuan, the biggest torture was to roll the sheets with him, but unexpectedly, the most painful thing was... Streaky meat!!!

The two stared at each other.

For a long time, Mo Xiaobei shrugged. "I'll call you Zhang Boyan. Will you take the streaky meat away?"

"Brother Boyan is effective." He leaned comfortably against the back of the chair and looked at her with a light smile.

Mo Xiaobei's lips trembled for a moment, but he couldn't say it.

Zhang Boyan drooped his eyes, "can't you say it?"

Mo Xiaobei's eyes were stained with a touch of moisture and asked, "can you just call Zhang Boyan!"

He looked up at her, and the heat in his eyes made her a little uneasy.

"Come here." He smiled lightly.

In order not to eat pork, Mo Xiaobei gave in. Anyway, it's a big deal to be kissed.

When he came to him, Zhang Boyan reached out and clasped her wrist. With a gentle pull, she sat straight on his leg.