Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Nansheng said softly, "you said it."

Mo Xiaobei grabs his hair. Well, even if he has it, he should coax Nansheng to be happy.

After brushing his teeth and eating breakfast on the special plane, he found an opportunity to ask Zhang Boyan: "by the way, why isn't Zhang Hua on the special plane? He's flying a plane?"

President Zhang raised his eyes from the document, looked at his little wife inexplicably and slowly said, "he and Anlin flew first."

"Elope?" Mo Xiaobei's eyes are bright and inquisitive.

Seeing the opportunity, president Zhang pulled his little wife and lowered his voice, "I didn't ask Zhang Hua and didn't say, but they are less likely to be together."

He paused and smiled: "it's not so much that Anlin doesn't forgive him as that Zhang Hua can't forgive himself."

Mo Xiaobei blinked and carefully asked after digestion, "do you mean he and Nansheng are still possible?"

"Probably not." Zhang Boyan sighed softly, reached out and gently stroked Mo's little wife's hair, "Beibei, worry about this and that. When will you be free to think more about your husband?"

She bullied AI: "what do you think?"

"Think how lonely I was last night." He gently shaved her little face and whispered, "I flew so far to Paris that you let me sleep alone, Mrs. Zhang, huh?"

Mo Xiaobei's face turned red, and then remembered something. He spoke confidently: "but we all slept together in the future!"

His eyes looked at her a little clearly and withdrew his hand, "that's true, so I don't care about you."

Mo Xiaobei glanced at him, broke away and ran back to sit. Then he fell asleep and slept all the way to H city.

No, I saw Zhang Hua at the airport.

Zhang Hua sat behind one of the two black saloon cars and saw them come and open the door to get off. He took the luggage in Zhang Boyan's hand and helped the driver put it in the back seat of the car.

Mo Xiaobei held Zhang Boyan in his hand and asked quietly, "do you say your little uncle is lovelorn or lovelorn now? What machine did you come all the way to pick up without jet lag? "

The reason why I know Zhang Hua's identity is that Xiao Bei bought it at the cost of one night. That night, she was tossed with tender skin and flesh, which was really miserable.

Zhang Boyan looked at her and said in a low voice, "stop being naughty."

Zhang Hua's private affairs also stop at once.

Mo Xiaobei let out a sound and didn't make a sound. He obediently followed him into the back seat of the car.

Mo Nansheng directly opened the front passenger seat and sat in.

Zhang Hua is another car.

The atmosphere is a little subtle.

The car drove directly back to Zhangyuan. Mo Xiaobei asked the driver to return Nansheng to Mo's old house. Zhang Hua said quietly, "I'll send her!"

Mo Xiaobei is a little confused.

Mo Nansheng didn't even have a chance to refuse, so he drove away.

Mo Xiaobei looked at the far away car and coughed: "Zhang Boyan, you said that Zhang Hua specially went to pick up the plane, not to pick up your big nephew. Dare you go to pick up Nansheng?"

Mr. Zhang closed his eyes, looked at the little man with a bigger pudding in his arms and sighed: "when were you so stupid?"

Mo Xiaobei stared at him: "do you think I'm stupid?"

At this time, the small ball jumped over.

Mo Xiaobei looked at the cute little guy: "your father thinks I'm stupid, that is, he thinks you're stupid!"

Little meatball tilted his head and spit out his tongue: "but little meatball is like father. Many people say so."

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