Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

After the little ball called, the atmosphere was very confused.

Zhang Boyan's eyes were faint. "Mo Xiaobei, you're not as good as her for what four-year-old children know."

Mo Xiaobei couldn't answer, but he didn't face it.

The scar on her cheek could be seen from his direction, and his heart hurt slightly.

Xiao Bei's injury is not in his face, but in his heart.

She kept silent. He leaned over and stroked her hair. In a dumb voice, "how did you cut your hair?"

His shoulders are sharp, but he prefers her long hair.

"I cut it when I had a baby." Mo Xiaobei said with difficulty.

Originally, she wanted to say she cut it when she gave birth to small balls, but he said she was an aunt. She was a little angry.

But after that, she looked at the small ball with some reluctance.

The little man knelt in front of her with a curious face. With cute big eyes, pretty nose and ruddy mouth, she wanted to hold it.

Just thinking, the little ball in a floral skirt was thrown into her arms: "hold it if you want, you were born."

Mo Xiaobei froze.

She couldn't believe it, and her eyes slowly fell on the villain in her arms.

The little ball blinked her big eyes, "numb."

Mo Xiaobei's eyes were wet, "how do you know?"

Xiaowanzi blinked his big eyes: "I knew it."

Little fat pointed around: "it's all photos of you and Baba! Ma Ma is so stupid. "

It's stupid. Xiaowanzi's pronunciation is very clear.

But Mo Xiaobei had no time to care. He kissed the little guy with tears in his eyes.

Fragrant and soft.

She gave birth to such a small thing with milk fragrance after nine months of pregnancy and a few days prematurely.

A few days after birth, she asked Nansheng to give it to Zhang Boyan. In recent years, she has been thinking about small balls all the time.

But she can only think about it.

At this time, the feeling of holding her is so real that she wants to cry.

Mo Xiaobei cried.

She held the small meatball, and the tears on her face stained on the soft and tender face of the small meatball, which made the small meatball very uncomfortable.

Little meatball hummed and endured, looking at his Baba for help, and his big eyes were helpless.

Zhang Boyan's expression was serious.

Xiaowanzi: Well, comfort your woman again! Baba, you're useless!

Mo Xiaobei stopped crying for a while. Stopping is stopping, but it's uncomfortable——

She cried in his bedroom, in his bed.

It's just strange.

The lovely little man jumped out of bed, floated out, and then floated back: "Ma Ma wipe."

Mo Xiaobei was stunned and looked at Zhang Boyan.

"Children without a mother are precocious. She will comfort her lonely father very early." Zhang always said quietly, with an indifferent face（ Didn't give Xiao Bei a good look. Are you sure you can recover his wife?)

Although Mo Xiaobei knew he did it on purpose, he couldn't help kissing xiaowanzi.

Xiaowanzi secretly thought: Ma Ma is not the opponent of shameless Baba in the end. He is soft hearted in a few words.

In order to keep Ma Ma, the small pill has played a twelve point spirit: medicine, Chek Nao~

"Small balls can also comfort Ma Ma." The little pill sucked her nose: "Ma Ma is not here. Many aunts rushed over like female goblins."

Goblin?

The little ball counted her white fingers: "of course, especially aunt Luman. Every time Baba and I go out to dinner, we will encounter aunt Luman."