Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

With that, Lin Qian got up and patted Zhang Boyan on the shoulder. He coughed softly, "letting her go is not necessarily letting go. You still have small balls, don't you? It can still be used when necessary. "

Zhang Boyan sat quietly: "are you gone?"

Lin Qian blinked: "I don't look like Zhang Zong. My subordinates just sit in town every day. I have an operation tomorrow."

Zhang Boyan got up, untied the two buttons of his shirt and said quietly, "practice boxing with me!"

"OK?" It's not Lin Qian who despises him, but Zhang Boyan's serious front leg disease for more than three years. It's better in recent years, but it can't be compared with the past.

Zhang Boyan smiled lightly: "nonsense."

A few minutes after the attack, Lin Qian was surprised that Zhang Boyan was looking for abuse. After a few punches, he stopped the attack and sighed: "why do you blame yourself!"

Zhang Boyan stood still, smoked a cigarette and handed one to Lin Qian.

The men who had just fought stood together and smoked. After smoking a cigarette, Zhang Boyan whispered, "thank you for these years."

This is what he really wants to say. By the way, let Lin Qian beat himself a few times.

Lin Qian smiled, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "in fact, Xiao Bei is alive. It's good to see him from time to time."

General Zhang's eyes were a little hard to say again. Lin Qian thought about his future money path, and decided to say a nice word: "anyway, your wife has a right hand, isn't she?"

"No." Zhang Boyan spoke quietly.

what?

Lin Qian could hardly believe his ears.

No, In the past few years, Zhang Boyan has stubbornly endured it?

It won't explode?

Lin Qian's eyes were sympathetic and coughed: "men will break if they tolerate more."

Zhang Boyan looked at him quietly: "go out and let my driver see you off. I'll drive your car back later."

"It's a little conscience." Lin Qian threw his car key in the past and paused before he said, "it's all right now. It's very good. Boyan, Xiaobei lives better than you think. Don't blame yourself."

He whispered again, "it's like fireworks, with instant dazzle."

Lin Qian left.

Zhang Boyan sat alone in the box and wirelessly connected the small USB flash disk to the mobile phone.

He sat and watched in the dark box all night.

His fingers were gently placed on his lips, and his Adam's apple rolled endlessly.

He looked at her crying, he looked at her laughing, he looked at her inside because of pain.

His heart was aching.

She gave birth naturally. She was almost unconscious. When she was in such pain, she shouted his name... After a cry, he saw that her whole body was sweating and tears, holding the small ball in her hand, and she gently kissed the small ball's forehead with tears.

She cried because she gave birth to small balls.

She lives so hard, not for herself, but for him and xiaowanzi.

Lin Qian was right. After reading these, he forced her to stay with him and live according to his will. It was his selfishness and injustice to Xiaobei.

Zhang Boyan sat quietly.

He sat until the sky turned white and looked out.

Another day.

He went to the window and dialed back to Zhangyuan.

It's the phone in the master bedroom.

She reached out her hand and answered. Her voice was as dumb as him: "Zhang Boyan?"

"At seven o'clock, xiaowanzi will wake up. You feed her milk once, and I'll go home in a minute." He told her gently and quietly, just like an ordinary husband.