Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Back in the apartment, Mo Xiaobei didn't mention Luman again, but was busy with her design.

Zhang Boyan took a shower and cooked two dishes.

Xiao Bei has eaten it, but she can eat it very well.

After carrying it for a while, sure enough, she raised her eyes from the design drawing, "it smells good."

Zhang Boyan reached out and hugged her and kissed her delicate skin, "Xiao Bei, you left me alone."

Mo Xiaobei looked at him and coughed: "if you go to Luman, you probably won't be ignored."

"Naughty." He reached out and pinched her little face and smiled.

Mo Xiaobei raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I'm serious! Mr. Zhang, you know. "

She was so clever that she naturally guessed something. Especially Lin Qian called her today and said nonsense.

Mo Xiaobei didn't know anything in her heart. She raised her head and asked softly, "she knows, doesn't she?"

Zhang Boyan didn't want to say it, but when she asked, he didn't hide it and nodded.

She let go of the design and ran to the sofa to eat.

Zhang Boyan followed her and sat beside her. He just stretched out his hand to her head: "I won't let her hurt you."

"Let her make trouble! What can happen! " Mo Xiaobei frowned. "Anyway, it's not the first time in the newspaper. However, I think that in this case, more girls will rush towards president Zhang."

Then she kissed him with a soft voice: "Mr. Zhang, you have to keep it."

Zhang Boyan chuckled, "I don't like them."

She looked at him and smiled, then handed him his face: "eat noodles."

She didn't take it to heart. President Zhang was speechless for a moment: "Xiaobei, don't you really care?"

"The person who should care most is you. You feel satisfied." She said childishly.

Zhang Boyan smiled a little, with an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

He reached out and rubbed her hair without saying anything!

Mo Xiaobei kept eating. After eating, he wiped his mouth. "I'll be busy for a while. Mr. Zhang will clean up."

He took her to his arms and said, "you ignore me."

The tone is quite accusatory.

Mo Xiaobei glanced at him: "I have a job. You want to follow me."

Then she looked at the time, "you go back to your room and watch TV. We'll play games in the evening."

Zhang Boyan looked at her.

Mo Xiaobei spits out a few words: "your favorite."

"Chicken eating game?" He raised his eyebrows.

She glanced at him as acquiescence.

Zhang Shiran got up and cleaned up his things. Before returning to his room, he coughed: "don't let me wait too long."

Mo Xiaobei's face was solemn: men really don't have a good thing.

This evening, Zhang always had a good time. As for Luman, he had no influence on them at all.

Of course, Luman did it.

Zhang Boyan's car was parked downstairs of Boyu. He opened the door and was besieged by reporters.

"Mr. Zhang, I got the news yesterday that your wife has some mental diseases, so your married life may not be very smooth. Will this disease affect your husband and wife's life? "

"Mr. Zhang, are you marrying Miss Mo out of humanity or sympathy?"

The reporter asked questions one by one, but Zhang Boyan stopped them.

Mr. Zhang said calmly, "my wife and I have a good relationship. Recently, my wife has fallen in love with the latest game, Jedi attack."