Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

The blood flowed down from her legs for a long time, and the blood on the ground dried up. It looked startling.

Her face was pale, and her hair was soaked with sweat. It stuck to her pale face and looked very bleak.

He knew that she couldn't keep her leg, and even so he wouldn't say.

Slowly walked over, reached out and touched her face, and then his voice was a little hoarse: "find a doctor."

The man in black knows that Zhang never gives up. The girl still has to suffer.

If you don't say it, you have to peel off the skin if you don't die.

I just don't know whether the bone is hard or the gun is hard. Can I carry it!

For three days, Zhang Zhongyu's life was worse than death.

Dead and alive, born and dead.

She never knew that Zhang Boyan could be so cruel, but he didn't even want to be a person for Mo Xiaobei, and became a complete devil.

When Zhang Zhongyu was tortured, Xiao Bei was held by Zhang Boyan in the hospital. He had only one Pajama and drank the pig liver porridge he fed obediently.

Zhang Boyan gave him a shallow feed with a gentle look. In the basement, there was no trace of violence left.

But Xiao Bei knew him very well. Her little hand lifted up and gently touched his strong facial features. Her voice was hoarse: "you've been away these two days. Lin Qian has always been with me... What are you doing, Zhang Boyan?"

He smiled a little: "I just became Mrs. Zhang, so I checked frequently?"

Mo Xiaobei in his arms, looked at him for a while, shook his head and said not to eat.

Zhang Boyan put the bowl aside and heard her say, "my body... Just try my best."

Then she put her arms around his neck, put her whole body in his arms, and said softly, "Zhang Boyan, you promise me one thing."

"You say." He looked down at her and spoke in a dumb voice.

Mo Xiaobei licked his lower lip. It was very difficult, but it was what she had to say: "if I... Like my mother, you... Find a good mother for xiaowanzi, like Ranran, I will treat xiaowanzi well."

When she finished, his body froze, then released her body and stood at the window.

Just stand like this for a long time without talking.

Xiao Bei was a little uneasy and quietly shouted, "Zhang Boyan."

He still kept silent, as if he were really angry.

She thought that what she had just said probably made him sad and angry, so she opened the quilt and wanted to get out of bed to comfort him, but his hand moved. He had said, "what are you talking about now, Mo Xiaobei? Do you think you can't live or what do you want?"

His voice was filled with boundless sadness and depression, which shook Xiaobei's soul.

Her hand was quietly put down again, and she didn't want to get out of bed. She just leaned against the head of the bed, quietly looked at his back, and whispered, "No."

He was seldom angry with her, but he was also very depressed and restrained: "isn't it? What did you say just now for? Do you think I can have someone else without you? You want xiaowanzi to call someone else's mother? "

He finally turned back slowly. His black eyes penetrated the hearts of the people like a sharp blade, and looked straight into her eyes: "Mo Xiaobei, don't even think about it."

Xiao Bei hung his eyes and unconsciously grabbed his hair. More than ten hairs fell down