Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei opened his eyes wide.

There is endless pain in my eyes.

His palm blocked her eyes and his voice was deep: "Beibei, don't look at me with such strange eyes. My heart hurts. "

He bit her lip hard, almost bleeding: "you hurt, but do you know my pain?"

The one who is left behind is the most painful.

He kissed her, gently moved his palm behind her head and chopped it down.

Mo Xiaobei opened his eyes wide, then fell down softly and fell into his arms.

Zhang Boyan closed his eyes slightly and kissed her vigorously: "Beibei."

There was still a flash of light in the corners of his eyes.

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When Mo Xiaobei woke up again, it was noon the next day.

In the air, there is a familiar smell, which is the smell of fuber's food.

Her eyelashes trembled and the corners of her mouth raised slightly before she wanted to cry out.

But when she opened her eyes, she remembered that she was not Mo Xiaobei four years ago.

Even if she is in Zhangyuan now, everything is different.

Sit up slowly and feel a little different.

A little guy with milk fragrance climbed over from nowhere, lay down beside her and looked at her softly.

At that moment, Mo Xiaobei was shocked——

Meatball!

It's her little ball.

She reached out and wanted to hold her, but she reached out and retracted.

She held back so hard that she didn't hold her own blood.

For three years, she hasn't seen xiaowanzi once, but Nansheng often makes photos of xiaowanzi everywhere at home.

She has seen every moment of xiaowanzi, but the photos are different from the real ones.

Her fingers trembled and moved gently to touch the soft little face.

Small ball looked at her curiously.

Just as she was about to touch it, the small body of the small meatball was held up by a big palm.

It's Zhang Boyan.

He is wearing a simple shirt and black casual pants. He is very handsome and holds a baby carved in powder and jade. The picture is very beautiful.

Mo Xiaobei reached out and gently touched his face, pursed his lips and made no sound.

Zhang Boyan looked down at her: "don't know her?"

Mo Xiaobei was silent.

Zhang Boyan knew what she meant and his eyes were cold.

At this time, xiaowanzi bit his ruddy face, looked at Mo Xiaobei and his Baba, and asked curiously, "Baba, who is she?"

After xiaowanzi asked, Mo Xiaobei's little hand suddenly tightened the sheet, and his face was a little white.

Zhang Boyan's eyes were quiet and looked at her for a while. Then he gently said to his little daughter, "it's an aunt."

"Just an aunt?" The soft little man kissed his father.

Zhang Boyan looked slightly disappointed at Mo Xiaobei and smiled faintly: "yes, it's just an aunt! She just wants to be your aunt. "

The little ball tilted his head and thought for a while before he asked, "if it's an aunt, why does she sleep in Baba's bed?"

Zhang Boyan looked deeper at Mo Xiaobei and said slowly, "because of this aunt, she... Wants to sleep in her father's bed."

"Obviously not." Mo Xiaobei said hastily.

He's just teaching little meatballs what? Three outlooks are not right.

Zhang Boyan's eyes were still light: "isn't it?"

Mo Xiaobei was fooled: "obviously you brought me back. Obviously you want to sleep."

"Yes, I want to sleep. I slept last night. Any questions? " He said the most shameless things in the most bland voice.

Just as Mo Xiaobei was about to fry, the lovely little ball covered his face and screamed, "Baba, you like this aunt."