Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

There are many unfavorable words on the Internet. Zhang Hua said, "president Zhang, the mainstream media are good to press, but they can't seal the mouths of those netizens." Zhang Hua whispered, "Mr. Zhang should come back and make a name for himself?"

Zhang Boyan stood in front of the French window holding his mobile phone, "wait until I come back to deal with it."

Zhang Hua nodded, "OK."

Zhang Boyan hung up the phone and looked back and saw Mo Xiaobei standing behind him. He smiled quietly: "did you hear it?"

"Yes." Mo Xiaobei brought two cups of coffee and handed him one.

He frowned.

Mo Xiaobei explained, "I ground it by hand. It tastes great."

President Zhang frowned deeper: "Mo Xiaobei, I mean, you are not allowed to drink coffee. Instead, you tell me how delicious the coffee is."

"One cup a day, never drink more." She threw up her tongue.

Zhang Boyan didn't give her a good face.

"In fact, you can change your mind. It's scary to have a black face." Make complaints about the Tucao, and show him the mobile phone. He said, "you see, a group of girls are waiting for you to be lucky. Everyone feels that I am old and ugly, but not worthy of the chapter."

"What about you? What do you think?" He asked her quietly.

Mo Xiaobei said, "I have no idea!"

She raised her hand: "it's agreed to get married, but I don't know that Zhang always counsels to marry secretly, but he still dares to be ugly openly."

He grabbed her hand, dragged her into his arms and bit her face: "otherwise, I'll spend my face with you."

"No." Mo Xiaobei refused without thinking: "in the future, xiaowanzi will hold a parents' meeting at school, and the family still expects you to support the appearance."

For this reason, he couldn't cry or laugh.

But in his heart, he was moved.

His little north didn't give him up.

"What are you moved about!" Mo Xiaobei turned his eyes: "you look good, have money, have a good figure and have a thick skin. Why do I care about other people's eyes. But Zhang Boyan, do you think it has anything to do with your ex girlfriend? "

He looked at her: "Nan Sheng?"

"Bah!" Mo Xiaobei hummed, "I'm talking about Luman. Your schoolgirl, the one who doesn't give up. "

Then she gently picked up his collar and exhaled, "has she seduced you?"

Zhang Boyan's complexion is somewhat wonderful and complex.

That's it.

Mo Xiaobei's eyes were more complicated, "you're finished! You're not attracted to people like Luman. Physiological estimates... Something's wrong. "

"I'm selective FA Qing, Mrs. Zhang." He dragged her into his arms: "by the way, you said I had a physical problem?"

He was considerate of her last night and let her go. She thought he had a problem!

Zhang Boyan stretched out his hand and gave it a heavy grip. Mo Xiaobei cried out, "pain, please be gentle."

But he had picked her up and walked towards the study. She pressed his lips and said softly, "no, Mr. Zhang! Such a strong taste? "

He glanced at her with a faint tone: "another place."

Maybe she'll feel it.

She obediently carried him to the study

She was put on the desk by him. He stood and kissed her for a while and squatted down slowly.

"No." She immediately grabbed his hair and bit his small mouth.

But he comfortingly kissed her for a while, with a low voice: "Xiao Bei, I want to please you..."

She's a little ashamed——

He turned the light dark, and the burning man's breath floated in the air. Her face was hot and hot, and there was nothing to do