Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhang Hua looked at her and asked softly, "are you sure?"

Mo Nansheng hung his head and gave a sound.

Anlin stood up. "I'll go to the bathroom."

However, when she left, she took another look at Mo Nansheng. Over the years, an Lin has been fighting in the mall. Her eyes have long been different and very sharp.

Mo Nansheng's body moved: "no, I'll go right away."

However, Anlin has gracefully entered the bathroom and closed the door.

The rest of Zhang Hua sat, and Mo Nansheng was still standing at the door. Her expression was a little cramped and flustered, like a child who did something wrong.

Finally, she still trembled her lips and said, "I'm here for this, nothing else."

As she spoke, her face lowered and didn't drive away slightly.

Zhang Hua walked towards her, stood in front of her and looked down at her.

He didn't speak.

All the time.

For a long time, Mo Nansheng raised his eyes nervously——

There was a touch of warmth in his eyes, which was very different from the storm last night.

Her eyes slowly burst into tears and quietly flowed down the corners of her eyes.

Zhang Hua said slowly, "we all made a mistake. There is no difference between going to hell and eighteen layers of hell."

He gently wiped away her tears and said softly, "don't cry."

She couldn't understand the twists and turns he said, and only Mo Xiaobei could understand them.

She just stared at him, looked at his gentle expression, and knew that this might be the last time she looked at him like this.

"I'll take you down." Zhang Hua's hand was on her shoulder and her voice was slightly hoarse.

His peace does not mean that his mind is calm.

However, she can't understand some words, and she can't understand his complex thoughts.

He is not a desperate person, too many constraints.

However, he escorted her down like this, which still caused sideways glances. In particular, Ding Lei and ah may came out of Ding Lei's office and were stunned to see this scene.

Isn't Anlin here?

What's the matter with Mo Nansheng?

In fact, if you cry like this, a fool can see what's going on.

Zhang Hua lowered his eyes and pressed the elevator.

When we walked in together, Mo Nansheng whispered, "No."

He stood straight in front of her and looked down at her.

Yes, he saw her look so bad countless times that he couldn't count it, including the time he saw her drool.

He thought that such a move should not be, nor should he have been last night.

"Just send it outside to take a taxi for you. Where are you going? Go home? " He took out the taxi software.

Mo Nansheng's voice was fast: "I'll go home and go to my father."

Zhang Hua's slender finger paused, then put away his mobile phone: "I'll let the driver send you!"

Mo Nansheng shook his head: "no, I'll take a taxi myself."

But he insisted that she had no choice.

Silence, all the way to the first floor.

The moment the elevator door opened, she wanted to go out, but Zhang Hua grabbed her wrist.

She turned to look at him and shook her head gently.

Zhang Hua leaned over and kissed her lips. It was a shallow kiss, but he cherished it very much.

He didn't leave her immediately, but whispered, "Nan Sheng, treat yourself well in the future."

Her lips trembled gently and, uh, "I'd better take a taxi."

This time he didn't insist, but took her out, took a taxi for her and paid the fare.

In the president's office on the top floor, Anlin quietly watched the surveillance——

Zhang Hua takes the exclusive elevator. There is monitoring here.

She saw him kiss Mo Nansheng.