Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Xiaowanzi lay in her arms and asked carefully, "xiaowanzi is so cute that Ma Ma must be reluctant to leave, isn't he?"

Mo Xiaobei didn't make a sound for a long time, and his heart was a little wet.

She was very sad.

Xiaowanzi was tearful and kept looking at her.

Meng Meng's big eyes are dizzy and stained with moisture. If the baby wants to cry, the baby just doesn't fall down.

The baby just doesn't cry.

But the appearance of crying or not is the most distressing.

What's more, the baby was born to Mo Xiaobei. She almost promised.

But the affair in the car last night made her hesitate again.

Does she and Zhang Boyan want to be like this all their life, or even worse?

She is not like this. It may be worse. Those terbutyl sticks are buried in her body like a time bomb.

She doesn't know what she will become in the future.

Mo Xiaobei smiled slightly and kissed xiaowanzi: "Ma Ma is in this city. Xiaowanzi wants to see his mother. Will his mother come over?"

"Not good." The little ball nestled in her arms, feeling a little depressed.

Mo Xiaobei doesn't know how to coax a baby.

She was born, but she didn't bring it up.

So after thinking, I got up first and went to the dressing room with small balls.

Her clothes were still there. She thought they would be the original clothes, but when she opened the wardrobe, the original clothes were still there and some new ones were added.

It is no longer a girl's dress, but a relatively fresh casual dress.

She chose a white T and jeans, put them on, and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth with small balls.

Xiaowanzi followed her all the time and sat on the washstand with her little hand stretched out: "Ma Ma, you've got your toothpaste on your head."

Then her fat little hand gently touched Mo Xiaobei's wound.

Unexpected.

Mo Xiaobei froze.

She was afraid, afraid that the little ball would say how ugly.

But the little man just asked, "does it still hurt?"

Mo Xiaobei wanted to cry and shook his head desperately: "Mom doesn't hurt."

"Baby blow, baby blow." The small ball passed, and the ruddy mouth blew gently against the wound.

Soft, fragrant.

Mo Xiaobei wants to cry again.

She put her hand around the little guy and put her face on her little face: "Mom, it doesn't hurt."

Zhang Boyan stood at the door of the bathroom, quietly looking at them and watching Xiaobei coax xiaowanzi.

In fact, Xiao Bei herself was a child, but she has experienced so much.

He blamed himself. He was even at a loss. He didn't know how to keep her.

He has a kind of fear. Now Xiaobei... Doesn't seem to need him.

At night, she solved Mo Nansheng's problem alone. She was so strong that he was afraid that she would not come back.

He was more afraid of her Softness at this time. It was only temporary. When she had enough rest, she would leave immediately.

Without hesitation.

Mo Xiaobei's eyes collided with him, and he saw the perseverance in her eyes.

He closed his eyes gently鈥斺€?br>
If he doesn't admit it again, he must admit that his Xiaobei has changed his soul.

Strong enough not to need anyone.

Her heart was bitter, but she smiled slightly on her face. She came and took the small ball in her hand, "let mom fix the toothbrush."

The little ball gave a sound and surrounded his father's neck.

Mo Xiaobei is speechless.

What's good about brushing her teeth? They have to watch like this?

After brushing hastily, he washed his face: "go down!"

Zhang Boyan looked at her deeply: "OK."

Downstairs, Mo Xiaobei knew the meaning of his deep eyes.