Mrs. Zhang withdrew and left space for Zhang Boyan and Xiaobei.

Xiao Bei is still sleeping in Zhang Boyan's arms.

He held her, as if he didn't know fatigue, as if he didn't know fatigue, and kept holding her body. She slept very heavily. She nestled in his arms. Her black hair was dark and her small face was snow-white. It was the most exquisite place he had ever seen.

The scar had faded away and could hardly be found without a close look.

But those tert butyl remained in Xiaobei's body forever, and could not be touched or touched.

Zhang Boyan gently hugged her, put his face on her face and felt her temperature.

"Beibei, you're not like you when you're quiet." His voice has a touch of hoarseness and bitterness.

She is too tired.

In fact, her body is more suitable for cultivation in Zhangyuan, but she has a dream. Zhang Boyan can't bear to disturb and stop her, and he doesn't want to trap her in his world.

His little north should fly, but if you are tired, go back to him and have a rest.

More than ten hours later, the special plane landed at H City Airport.

Mo Xiaobei woke up and yawned, "Zhang Boyan is here?"

He said well, picked her up and prepared to get off the plane. She blushed and stopped: "I can get off myself, or my mother will laugh at me again."

Zhang Boyan smiled and didn't insist. He put her down. He just pinched her little nose: "you still know how to face!"

Mo Xiaobei wrinkled his nose and hum.

She jumped down and went out with his arm in her arms. Mrs. Zhang had been waiting outside for a long time. Looking at Xiao Bei coming out, her expression was a little complicated. She stretched out her hand to Mo Mo's daughter-in-law's head, "does your neck hurt and slept for so long!"

Mo Xiaobei vomited: "just want to go to the bathroom."

Mrs. Zhang smiled, "go to the exit later."

When she got off the special plane and left the terminal, Mrs. Zhang accompanied Xiaobei. Zhang Boyan waited outside the bathroom and called Lin Qian to ask him to arrange Xiaobei for inspection.

In the bathroom, Mo Xiaobei washed his hands and walked with Mrs. Zhang. As he walked, he said he looked very close.

Just out of the bathroom, I saw Lu Ze standing opposite.

Mo Xiaobei was stunned.

Why is Lu Ze here?

Mrs. Zhang looked at Lu Ze and Xiao Bei——

In the past, she could still say a few words calmly with Lu Zexin. After all, she is an excellent younger generation, but now she has a heart.

Jiang was old and spicy. She felt that Lu Ze didn't completely put down his eyes when he looked at Xiaobei.

Xiao Bei is the flesh of her son's heart. Mrs. Zhang naturally has to watch closely, so she whispered gently, "Bo Yan is waiting for us in front. Excuse me."

Lu Ze was wearing a classic black-and-white suit. He looked at Xiaobei with a little deep eyes. He smiled faintly when he heard the speech: "OK!"

Mo Xiaobei hung his head, then looked at him and walked past him.

She and he are still a little awkward, especially in front of her mother-in-law——

When passing by, Lu Ze said, "Xiaobei, take good care of yourself."

Mo xiaobeidun said, "I will."

She left.

Lu Ze looked at her far away back and smiled faintly.

He took out a cigarette to light it and took two puffs. He didn't smoke much before, but he learned it naturally after a few months in the mall.

Everything is natural and doesn't need to learn.

He looked at her with deep eyes until he couldn't see her——

A slender figure appeared beside him, and Lu Ze said softly, "where's the thing?"

[let's go to Chapter Seven today. I'm so sleepy. I'll squint for a while ~ ~ chapter eight tomorrow ~ ~]

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