Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhang's family is large and small.

Mrs. Zhang called a tearful man, grabbed her hand and wept: "Xiaobei, you're back at last."

Big Ah Fu was so excited that he wiped his tears. Master Zhang was still quite restrained and glanced at Fu Bo: "I'm old, little boy."

"I'm happy." Fubo trembled and ran over and hugged Mo Xiaobei: "you dead child, where do you go to play for so long without taking a message back? Look at our old bones. Every day we look forward to the stars, the moon and you come back."

Mr. Zhang added, "don't go again this time, girl."

Mo Xiaobei just smiled and said nothing.

All people despise Zhang Boyan. It's useless. It's a waste of the good looks given by my parents. I can't even keep my wife.

Zhang Boyan just smiled and looked at Mo Xiaobei.

Mo Xiaobei didn't see it.

Zhang Hua also came and hugged Xiaobei for the first time.

He didn't speak, but everything was silent.

Mr. Zhang and Fu Bo looked at each other, but the meaning was not clear: this boy is really brave. He can't see it!

Mo Xiaobei was hugged and Zhang Hua held it a little tight.

At this moment, Mo Xiaobei seemed to understand something, but before he could figure it out, Zhang Hua had loosened his grip.

In this regard, Zhang Boyan just smiled.

Xiaowanzi secretly asked, "Baba, does Uncle Zhang Hua like hemp, too?"

Zhang Zong glanced at his little daughter and was already calculating——

Is it right to let the old man announce Zhang Hua's identity, let xiaowanzi call Zhang Hua Grandpa, and let Xiaobei call Zhang Hua uncle?

But on his face, he smiled lightly: "Uncle Zhang Hua likes his mother, just as Uncle Fu Bo and old man like his mother."

The little ball gave a long sound, but in his heart he was thinking: where is it the same?

It's not the same at all.

But little meatball didn't say.

The Zhang family had a lively day, but it always came at night.

Mrs. Zhang and the old man magically moved back to Shanshui and took the small balls.

It's night. Mo Xiaobei stands in front of the French window.

The window was open, and the wind blew in and blew up the white curtain, which also made her stand more slender.

Zhang Boyan walked over and hugged her from behind.

His tall nose touched her little neck and kissed her gently.

It seems that there is no love jade, but it shows infinite depression.

She didn't refuse, let him kiss, just asked in a soft voice, "where's the small ball?"

"Mom, they took it away. It's just the two of us in the villa tonight. Fuber has come to visit. He can't leave for a moment where the little ball is these years. " He kissed her and talked about his family.

He knew he shouldn't touch her. She had a wound in her body and heart.

But he wanted to know how badly she was hurt.

Some injuries, she escaped, but he had to face them.

Some injuries are not cured. She doesn't want to stay all her life.

So even if it would hurt her, he would do it.

He touched her delicate skin and felt the desire from the body wake up quickly.

Instead of being in a hurry, he held her slowly, kissed her with a thin lip behind her ear and said low, "I haven't had a woman in Beibei these years."

Mo Xiaobei drooped his eyes, "in fact, you don't have to wrong yourself like this."

"Wait for a person, don't feel wronged." He held her small earlobe and said in a confused voice, "Beibei, don't go this time."

"I need you, and xiaowanzi needs his mother." He gently pressed her little hand. "Do you feel it?"