Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Yao frowned and said in a calm voice, "call me after work and I'll pick you up."

"OK." Fu ran still dare not refuse this. Refusing again is death.

She hung up the phone and went back to the small meeting room.

Xiao Bei is discussing the plot of the advertisement with a professional screenwriter. Mo Nansheng's little fresh meat is listening carefully, while Qi Qi looks at the little fresh meat with obsessed eyes. It's enough to be confused.

Suddenly, Fu ran felt that all this was beautiful.

She sat down and discussed with Xiao Bei. Little fresh meat sat down next to Mo Nansheng like a small milk dog.

Xiao Bei went to Lin Qian in the afternoon and asked Fu ran if he wanted to go together. Fu ran looked at her and refused. Xiao Bei said ha ha and asked them to bring the fresh meat to the dinner.

It's a pity that she didn't have a male model the night before her wedding. She has to make it up tonight!

Fu ran looks at Mo Nansheng and Qiqi, and finally looks at the obedient little fresh meat.

Little fresh meat called Wu Yue, only 22 years old, smiled and called sister Fu.

Fu ran smiled, "take him with you."

Mo Xiaobei called her over and bit her ear: "it's no worse than Tang Yao and Lin Qian. You can compare it in the evening."

After that, Fu ran pinched him severely——

Xiaobei is getting more and more serious.

Xiao Bei ran away with a smile and took Lao Zhao's car to Lin Qian's hospital. When she got there, she still felt a little guilty. Lin Qian likes dyeing. She really can't help. It's not because Tang Yao is close, but because she has to look at Fu Ran's mind and Nianchen.

Obviously, the relationship between Fu ran and Tang Yao is much better. No matter how good Lin Qian is, he can only be reduced to cannon fodder.

However, fortunately, Lin Qian is still the same as before. He loves to talk and laugh with her, and Xiao Bei is also relieved.

When watching the film, Lin Qian seemed to inadvertently ask, "Tang Yao accompanied her to Berlin, didn't he?" And he came back a day late. Men and women can't catch the special plane together. It's mostly about things in bed. Lin Qian hasn't been married, but it doesn't mean he hasn't had a woman.

When he asked, Mo Xiaobei sighed slightly, "yes! Lin Qian, please find another good girl. "

"If you don't want to look for it, go with it!" As Lin Qian said, he watched the film attentively and looked at the comparison between the blood samples and the previous ones. "Is there anything abnormal recently?"

This inspection was specially arranged by Zhang Boyan. He knew that if there was nothing, Zhang Boyan would not call, but he didn't want Xiao Bei to know.

Mo Xiaobei tilted his head. "It's just that his hair has fallen a little more. You see, there are dozens of hair when he catches it."

She said, grabbed it and pulled out dozens of hair. "If I go on like this, will I become a little bald?"

Lin Qian smiled: "he is also a beautiful little bald man."

Although joking, they all know that the back of this hair loss will not be simple. It is possible that Xiaobei's memory will slowly degenerate and no one can predict what it will become.

Mo Xiaobei's attitude is very good. Now one more day is one day. One more day with Zhang Boyan's small pill is also one day. Anyway, she is Mrs. Zhang, and she gave birth to the small pill. In the future, if she over, Zhang Boyan will marry again, which is also a sequel. Her status can't be compared with his original match. And she quietly told him that they will be buried in the same place in the future, no matter how many wives he has in the future, After his death, he was her own.

Of course, when she said this, she was severely cut by Zhang Boyan... Mo Xiaobei didn't want to remember the cutting process, because it was too shameful.

[I've always had a headache in the morning recently, so there are few updates in the morning and more updates in the afternoon ~ ~ understanding ~ ~ in addition, Tang Fu's story demon originally wanted to write alone outside the fan, but you take medicine every day, and I'll write it together. In fact, it's more difficult ~ ~ ~ but who called you my little cute, in addition to meeting you or meeting you ~ ~ ~]