Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

About half an hour later, he suddenly said, "do you want me to take off my clothes? Huh? "

Mo Xiaobei shut up!

Shut up completely!

Close your eyes and sleep!

His arms were very warm. She thought vaguely in her heart, why is the temperature so comfortable for such a cold man?

A good night's sleep. When she woke up at dawn, she lay on the side of her soft pillow and hardly remembered.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Zhang Boyan's handsome face.

"Wake up?" He stood by the bed and naturally kissed her little mouth. Then there was an envelope in her little hand.

She stared at him blankly.

"I'll see you off later." He said faintly and walked towards the door.

She saw that he had changed his clothes. From behind, he was compact and pretty.

Mo Xiaobei bit his mouth, opened the envelope and looked... Then he was stunned.

A minute later, Zhang Boyan was sitting at the table and reading the newspaper. The little girl of his family ran down the stairs wearing only a bathrobe and barefoot, panting and putting the envelope on the table: "Zhang Boyan, what is this?"

Zhang Boyan raised his eyes, examined her, and slowly said, "change your clothes and come down again."

"Zhang Boyan!" Mo Xiaobei bit his lip.

His voice was a little harsh. "Go and change your clothes."

She couldn't twist him. She ran upstairs and came down again later.

Before she could speak, Zhang Boyan ordered his servants to bring breakfast.

With that, he turned his face again. "Don't you think I give you less pocket money?"

Mo Xiaobei was uneasy and whispered, "but there are too many." The monthly consumption is hundreds of millions. Isn't this the treatment of raising women?

In this regard, Zhang Boyan only responded in a low voice: "I just don't want others to think I treat women badly and can't afford to buy a dress!"

Mo Xiaobei's eyes widened slightly and stared at him for a long time. Then he slowly opened his mouth again: "you know?"

However, she soon blew her hair and stood up: "Zhang Boyan, do you want someone to follow me? Do I have any personal freedom? "

"It's protection!" He closed the newspaper and his eyes were calm: "also, I said every inch of your parts belong to me, forget?"

Mo Xiaobei's little face turned red.

Fubo next to him is very proud... Look, his young master doesn't know how to chase girls, but his face is a little cold. What a low-key and luxurious way at the key time!!!

His heart was filled with joy, and he added his strength: "Miss Mo, this is the young master's intention. It was arranged by loving Miss Mo!"

Mo Xiaobei was silent.

Zhang Boyan stared at her: "angry?"

The beloved child wore a small face to show that he didn't want to talk to him.

"Eat!" He gave short orders.

Mo Xiaobei directly regarded the ox horn bag as him, angrily cut it with a knife and fork, piece by piece, and then sprinkled strawberry jam... In her heart, she silently named the breakfast "the death of Boyan".

It's much better to think like this.

Suddenly, his faint voice came from his ear: "childish!"

Mo Xiaobei stared at him.

Zhang Boyan smiled, "Xiao Bei, take it as a birthday present from me."

Mo Xiaobei's little face didn't know how. It was a little red. "We don't know each other so well."

What's wrong with her little caution? He smiled faintly. "Do you want me to do something familiar to you?"

Mo Xiaobei: "