Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

The little ball wrinkled his small nose: "but it seems wrong."

Just now grandma clearly said that she didn't need to teach, that she was gifted... That is to say, she was born a bad thing?

Little meatball opened her big eyes and was full of injuries.

She simply can't accept this.

God, grandma said she was bad. Grandma didn't like small balls.

Whoa, whoa, whoa~~~

The four year old baby doesn't care where it is. Anyway, the baby is angry and sad——

The baby wants to cry~~

As a result, Mrs. Zhang coaxed for a long time, and a lady like Mrs. Zhang accepted the eyes that did not belong to her.

Mo Xiaobei kept singing with a smile. He didn't intervene and was coaxed by her.

After coaxing Mrs. Zhang, she took a long breath: "Mo Xiaobei, you see, this little thing is so smart. How can I bring it here as an old man?"

"Mom is very happy!" Mo Xiaobei smiled: "besides, I have to live with Zhang Boyan."

Mrs. Zhang Pooh: "don't fool me! Bo Yan slept alone for four days this week. "

"Mom." Mo Xiaobei looked around and coughed: "keep your voice down."

It's a shame to be heard.

Mrs. Zhang grasped the topic, "you don't know. Lu man hasn't given up his heart in recent years. He has been chasing very closely. I really can't hold Bo Yan. It's great if a lonely man is coquettish."

"Mom, you used to be very optimistic about Luman." Mo Xiaobei had a heart to tear her down.

Mrs. Zhang stared at her: "Mo Xiaobei."

Can you play well?

Mo Xiaobei smiled, "well, I try not to mention her."

"I have to mention it." Mrs. Zhang's voice was faint. "Look, it's endless. If you don't move back to Zhangyuan and don't hold a wedding with Boyan, she won't give up."

Mo Xiaobei sighed faintly: "in fact, I can't understand her. Zhang Boyan is used by me. What's good? He's still clinging to it. He likes second-hand ones."

Mrs. Zhang's heart was a little broken: can you care about the existence of her old mother?

But anyway, Mo Xiaobei listened to Mrs. Zhang's words.

She went back to her apartment and looked at herself in the bathroom mirror.

The wound there is already very light, but the wound is large and eye-catching.

She reached out her hand to caress the wound and remembered Mrs. Zhang's words——

There are many injuries on the body, but the injury on the heart can't go away.

Should she really get rid of the scar on her face?

At least, when she was with Zhang Boyan, she didn't feel so inferior.

Yes, she still has some inferiority complex. She keeps that scar not because she doesn't care, but because she has a very vague idea in her heart.

She wants to see if he cares, or what she cares is not her face, but her physiology.

She felt cold, so she resisted him from her heart.

It's not the body that resists, it's her heart that resists accepting him.

Fingers gently stroked his face, some stunned.

Then the cell phone rang, and she put down her hand and went out.

It was Zhang Boyan's call. She picked it up and smiled: "what instructions does Zhang always have?"

"Change your shoes to the roof on the top floor." His voice is a little hoarse.

Mo Xiaobei covered his lips and then laughed: "Zhang Boyan, can't you?"

He smiled: "come up and know."

She Oh, just changed a pair of sneakers and ran out.

When she panted to the top floor, she saw him standing in front of the helicopter in a black-and-white classic handmade suit.