Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

It was mo Xiaobei who came out of the dark stage.

A simple white dress drags the ground, and a simple ruby is hung in the heart. It is only strung with black leather rope, and the charm of ruby is different from that of ordinary gemstones.

Luman's heart sank.

She remembers that time in New York, Mo Xiaobei obviously couldn't speak French. How can he now?

Her eyes were fixed on the people on the stage.

Mo Xiaobei walked out slowly.

Bathing in fire, the whole person is breathtaking.

A female judge in the jury exclaimed, "this is what I want!"

After negotiation, it was unanimously approved to make an exception for Mo to change temporarily.

Mo Xiaobei continued to speak softly in French: "there is no music, only a story. This is the story between me and him."

She stood in the light, and the scar on her perfect and exquisite face was particularly clear.

She walked slowly on the T-stage, each step was very firm, and each step was like a lover waiting for her in front.

The whole room was silent. Only the small body born of bathing fire was moving, but great energy burst out of the small body, and everyone held their breath.

She walked slowly and continued in fluent French, "he's not here, but I think he can feel... The existence of his lover."

In the dark, there was a clear and elegant voice: "he's here."

In front of the piano, Zhang Boyan stood in a black-and-white classic. He bowed slightly and then sat down.

"How can you live without my music!" Zhang Boyan said it in Chinese. When he finished, his slender fingers fell on the keys.

A song "starry sky" rang in the hall, like clouds and flowing water.

Mo Xiaobei stood far away from him, but the love in her eyes was so full that everyone could see it.

She walked slowly. She was not a professional model, but she could step on every point.

She walked on the T-stage, but it was like walking under the starry sky with Zhang Boyan. Her eyes were shining with tears, like a whole starry sky.

She didn't play cards according to the card theory. At this time, she didn't care about any game. She only knew that he was coming.

When he came, she had won.

She came up to him and asked him seriously in French, "will you marry me?"

Zhang Boyan was still playing attentively, with a slow voice, "don't you know French?"

"I'll meet you." Mo Xiaobei sprinkled a lot of dog food.

She sat beside him with her hands on the keys and played with him.

Stars, passing.

She sat with him on a quiet night.

After a scorching sun, she met him again under the stars.

It was just a song. She didn't stand up and thank the judges and the audience.

She leaned over and kissed him, her man.

Thanks for his love.

After a minute of silence, there was thunderous applause. Everyone stood up and applauded for mo.

Because of courage, because of her wonderful performance and unparalleled design.

The gift she gave her lover was brought close by the judges to appreciate and taste it carefully.

A female judge was even moved to cry because of the injury on Xiao Bei's cheek.

Mo Xiaobei smiled and continued to say in fluent French, "we're getting married the day after tomorrow. Thank you! "

She looked at Zhang Boyan and held him in her hand: "when he appeared, I knew that winning or losing was not important. The important thing was that I won him. My mother's dream is to get the Golden Globe Award, and my dream is... "