Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

The woman smiled and put her hand on his shoulder: "I didn't tell you, you get yours, I get mine..."

Lu Ze clapped her hand and glanced at her, "don't touch me!"

The woman smiled coldly, "pretending to be pure?"

Lu Ze stepped forward and his temperament was clear: "I think you probably didn't find out the relationship between us. It's not cooperation, but obedience."

"You obey me, understand?" Lu Ze's eyes were unfathomable, and his fingers gently touched the woman's chin: "don't let me know what tricks you are playing, otherwise I won't let you go. All you have now will be taken back. "

The woman's body slammed into the wall behind her. She looked at Lu Ze in front of her. Her eyes were a little straight. For a moment, she whispered, "I understand."

"Just understand." Lu zesong gave up his hand, turned around and left quickly.

Walking out of the airport, I saw Mo Xiaobei again in the parking lot. She was with Zhang Boyan. The driver was taking his luggage. Zhang Boyan was standing by the car. Xiaobei was holding his waist behind her and her face was very dependent on him.

Lu Ze watched quietly for a long time until Zhang Boyan found his existence.

With four eyes opposite each other, Lu Ze smiled faintly.

Four years ago, he left H city for New York. That day, Zhang Boyan met Lu Ze in Xiaobei, but he didn't let go. Zhang Boyan still held him from behind.

Zhang Boyan smiled slightly: "it doesn't matter."

His little guy gave a cry in the back.

At this time, Lao Zhao packed his luggage and came over, "young master, you can go."

Zhang Boyan dragged Mo Xiaobei from behind, opened the door and let her go first. Before he got on the bus, his eyes fell on Lu Ze's face and paused for a moment.

Lu Ze smiled, made a phone gesture, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Zhang Boyan sat in the car, his eyes still looking over there. The car started slowly. Mo Xiaobei bit his lips and asked, "Zhang Boyan, what did you say to Lu Ze?"

"Want to know?" He smiled.

His little wife cocked up her mouth and said, "sell the key again."

Zhang Boyan reached out and rubbed her little head: "I told him you were mine and told him not to rob again."

Mo Xiaobei stared at him, "bah, you think everyone likes to smell P shares!"

Zhang Boyan sighed, "Mo Xiaobei, you are getting more and more rude."

Then he didn't pull her over and stick her face: "I smell it."

She became red: "Zhang Boyan!" Uncle Zhao is still ahead!

Zhang Boyan didn't want to do anything, just teasing her.

Uncle Zhao smiled. The young master and Xiaobei have a good relationship!

Lao Zhao's car drove steadily. Zhang Boyan sat in the back seat and conveniently took a bag of bean flowers and a hot golden silk cake to feed. Mo Xiaobei slept for more than ten hours and was already hungry. The former Hungary pasted on his back and ate to his satisfaction.

Zhang Boyan said hello, with gentle eyebrows and eyes.

Mo Xiaobei raised his eyes: "you eat too."

"I'll eat it when you finish." He smiled and fed a bag of bean flowers and cakes, but he didn't eat it.

Until the car slowly drove into Zhangyuan, a small man ran over, "Ma Ma... Ma..."