Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei over there gave a sound, which was a little soft.

He was a little emotional and his voice was a little low: "I'll be back in a minute."

She didn't ask where he had gone, she just hung up.

Zhang Boyan looked at his mobile phone and smiled faintly.

When we walked out of the night, the dawn broke, and the manager waited bitterly, waiting for the Buddha to come out.

Zhang Boyan came out and the manager personally sent him to the car: "Mr. Zhang, drive slowly."

Zhang Boyan got on the bus. After a while, he opened the window again and said softly, "I'll ask the Secretary to send a check later."

If he didn't call himself that day, he and Xiaobei would probably miss it again.

The manager was flattered and said, "yes, yes, Mr. Zhang doesn't have to take it to heart."

Zhang Boyan just smiled and drove away.

Back in Zhangyuan, it really made him feel cloudy... Cloudy.

Xiao Bei is a good mother, but she is only responsible for birth, not for maintenance.

She really can't take care of a baby.

The little pill was skinny and tender. She was naked. Mo Xiaobei knelt aside and hurriedly dressed her, but the children's clothes were more complicated than adults' clothes. Mo Xiaobei didn't do it for a long time.

The little ball was wronged. He looked at his numbness all the time. His voice was crisp: "numbness, will you?"

Mo Xiaobei shouted, squatted down and looked parallel to the little thing, "dare you say I won't?"

"Ma Ma just can't." The meatball picked up his clothes with his fleshy little hand and ran to the door: "Baba wear."

Mo Xiaobei raised his eyes and found that Zhang Boyan was back. He was at the door.

She pursed her lips and said softly, "back?"

He said well, picked up the small ball and sat down beside the bed, let the little man with the little flower sit on his lap, and put on a small skirt for the little guy with a low eyebrow.

Put it on, the little ball hugged Baba and kissed him hard, and he went downstairs.

Mo Xiaobei just wanted to say something. Zhang Boyan said quietly, "Uncle Fu is back."

She was silent, but saw that his forehead and corners of his mouth were hurt and frowned: "did you go out to fight?"

He gave a hum and leaned over to hold her in his arms before her exit.

She struggled naturally.

Zhang Boyan put his chin on her hair and whispered, "don't move Beibei, let me hold it for a while."

Her body was small and thin, and he easily held her in his arms.

About ten minutes later, he let go of her and smiled, "take the medicine for me."

Mo Xiaobei looked up at his handsome face and complained in a small voice: "I'm old and still learn to fight."

"It's Lin Qian. I'm looking for him." Zhang Boyan said quietly.

Then she froze.

He was stunned for a moment and hung his eyes: "I'll get you medicine."

Although she had been away for three years, everything in Zhangyuan remained the same. She easily found a small medicine box.

She knelt in front of him and carefully wiped him with Iodophor before applying ointment.

Zhang Boyan kept looking down at her. Finally, he opened his mouth quietly, but his voice was too dumb to look like: "do you still care about me?"

She smiled: "well, care."

The next second, she was held in his arms.

He kept kissing her little head and whispering, "Lin Qian told me that if you want you to be happy, you are free. Xiao Bei, I don't want to. I'm unwilling, but I seem to have no way to take you."

She looked up sharply.

The little head bumped into his chin and made his handsome face blue again.