Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Dad." Mo Nansheng threw himself into his arms and put his face on his shoulder.

Silent tears.

Mo Ruhai felt bad too. He patted his daughter and said softly, "dad knows, dad knows, you like him very much, don't you? Go after it if you like. Our Nansheng is so beautiful. "

Mo Nansheng shook his head desperately, "no, not... Dad, if I had been brave earlier... How good it would be!"

At that time, she had nothing, and then she was ruined.

She never thought that she could be accepted by Zhang Hua.

She knew too late, which not only made her regret, but also embarrassed him.

She knew too well that night that it was her fault.

She was self willed and selfish. She seduced him with the desire for her in his eyes

"Nan Sheng, it's never too late!" Mo Ruhai gently patted her on the shoulder, "you still have your father. Your father will always accompany you and your mother."

Mo Nansheng stopped crying.

She sat on the sofa. Mo Ruhai personally served her noodles and watched her eat.

Ordinary and happy.

And this kind of ordinary will slowly heal the pain in her heart.

However, Mo Nansheng's wound is always better than others.

At least, Kiki, just a phone call.

In the afternoon, Qiqi dialed Xiaobei, Nansheng and Fu ran respectively——

At night, the male model called a few and the sisters got up!

This is better than any panacea Turin!

After all, it's the dogleg Qiqi who knows Mo Nansheng's pee best. Isn't it lovelorn? You still need to tie the bell to get rid of the bell. If you don't have a man, you'll find a man to come here and get drunk. Nansheng will be resurrected with blood immediately.

Mo Xiaobei went down in the eyes of the Zhang family.

Mo Xiaobei felt ashamed when he got on the bus!

What's not a glamorous single party, not dressed like a goblin?

And Zhang Boyan, her family, called Zhang's father, Mrs. Zhang, Da Ah Fu and xiaowanzi together, and watched her go to drink.

Can you drink this flower wine? How dare this male model's legs?

If he didn't want to make Nansheng happy, Mo Xiaobei really didn't want to go.

Moreover, president Zhang personally sent her——

Mr. Zhang's sincerity is full?

When Mo Xiaobei got off the bus, he hated his clothes.

Zhang Anxi's t, a black suspender, where is it to have fun? Is it to bring dishes at night?

No, the dishes are much more sexy than her!

She unfastened her seat belt with her mouth cocked high.

Zhang Boyan pinched her little face: "it must end before 12 o'clock. I'll come back to pick you up."

Mo Xiaobei gave a listless cry.

Zhang Boyan was funny: "I'm so generous. You're not happy to send you in person?"

"If you send it, I will be unhappy!" Mo Xiaobei shouted, "Zhang Boyan, you've gone too far."

"Not satisfied with me?" General Zhang's index finger gently rubbed his good-looking chin: "you can say where you are dissatisfied, but if you dare..."

He changed, gently held her minibus, leaned over and whispered close to her mouth: "dare to do something special and see me repair you tomorrow!"

Mo Xiaobei bit his lips. "I don't want to get married."

Zhang Boyan said with some regret: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Zhang, we have already obtained the certificate. We are legal."

She opened the door and made a face at him: "Zhang Boyan, don't show off the shameless things you've done before."

"There's capital to show off, isn't it?" He caught her and smiled, "I remember what I said clearly?"