Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei glanced at Zhang Boyan: "look at you, teach the little pill..."

A belly of bad water... She didn't dare to say these words, because Zhang will always put the blame on her.

However, xiaowanzi is very good and smart. He knows that his mother is angry and eats well.

While eating, he muttered to himself: "the baby eats well, so he won't be hit with P shares."

Mo Xiaobei was suffocating.

She looked at Zhang Boyan sideways and said, "Zhang Boyan, I want to reconsider whether our marriage is necessary to last."

Zhang always said faintly, "you were born by yourself."

Mo Xiaobei reached out and touched the fur of the small ball, "you have more genes anyway!"

Zhang always smiled, "isn't it?"

He stretched out his hand to hold the small ball and looked at it carefully.

Xiaomaru felt deeply insulted.

Can her parents care about the baby's mood?

But the little man has no ability to resist, so he can only be slaughtered by others... Woo woo, she doesn't want to be a little three. She wants grandpa Fu to take her to Shanshui residence to find grandma.

Sobbing... For the first time, xiaowanzi thought he was redundant.

However, Fubo took her out to dig the earth in a moment. Mo Xiaobei looked at her and sighed: "she looks like a president. Inherit Shandong Lanxiang in the future!"

Zhang Boyan smiled, reached out and picked her up, and went straight upstairs to the study.

Put her on the desk and coughed: "did you just say I was looking for Xiao San?"

"Yes!" Mo Xiaobei grabbed his collar and whispered, "where do I know if you have it?"

President Zhang smiled: "do you know?"

Mo Xiaobei was a little stunned and looked in a trance: "Zhang Boyan, you know, I thought about Tang Yao and Ranran before, but now I haven't thought about it."

Ranran is so crazy that she can hardly imagine that one day Ranran will not like Tang Yao.

But now in Ranran's eyes, she really can't find a spark.

"From love to no love, is it really so easy?" She looked up at Zhang Boyan: "will you suddenly stop loving me one day?"

Mr. Zhang sighed, "Mrs. Zhang, we're going to have a wedding soon."

She blinked: "it's not the seven-year itch. You've liked me for so many years. How many times should you itch?"

"Yes." He was absent-minded: "scratch with your hand when you itch."

She laughed and hugged his neck: "Zhang Boyan, you are so shameless!"

"Those who get close to ink are black!" Zhang always says so.

Mo Xiaobei hugged him and buried his small face in his arms. "I'll get the prize. Will you go and see it?"

"Little shameless, I haven't commented yet!" He chuckled and pinched her nose.

Mo Xiaobei frowned: "I must have taken it."

Then she buried it in his arms: "how I want Ranran to go with me, you know, Zhang Boyan. When we went to school together, we had a lot of dreams... Said we realized them together. "

Her hand quietly hugged his waist, and her voice was very low: "Zhang Boyan, thank you for giving me freedom."

Thank him for waiting for her to make her incomplete life complete.

He smiled warmly. At this time, only warmth was left. The previous beautiful mind was gone. He patted her little head: "don't you want to contact Nansheng to go to Paris? Finish the phone early and go to bed early. "