Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She called his name at the door: "Zhang Boyan, open the door."

Afraid of being heard by fuber downstairs, her voice was too small to speak loudly.

There was still a bang, a constant sound, and a broken sound.

She was really worried about him, so she called fuber to come and take the key and open the door.

Fuber was also a little afraid. He opened the door and wanted to go in. A gloomy voice came from inside: "get out!"

Fuber trembled in his heart: the young master has never been so manic.

"Fuber, you go down first and I'll go in." Mo Xiaobei patted the back of Fubo's hand and said in a low voice, "you prepare lunch for me. I'm a little hungry."

Fuber glanced at her, "Alas, this time."

However, thinking that he went in at this time, he probably became the vent of the young master. The young master was more angry when he saw him.

Why don't you let Xiaobei roar!

So Fubo gave Xiao Bei a look and slowly went downstairs.

Xiao Bei licked his lower lip, opened the door and went in.

Zhang Boyan is still angry and smashing things. He seldom gets so angry that he can't control it.

Xiao Bei just went in. She wiped an object on her cheek. She screamed, bit her lower lip, and then looked at his eyes.

He was still angry and his eyes were very cold.

Xiao Bei silently picked up the books thrown away on the ground.

It was a book he often read. It was full of words. On one page, there were three words, Mo Yixiao, Yi Bei.

He usually treats this book as a treasure. He was so angry that he threw it away today.

She silently stroked the cover of the book, put it back to the original place, and put everything he threw away back to the original place. After putting it away, she hung her eyes, "I'll go out first. You'll come out when you figure it out. I'll let Fubo prepare lunch."

Then she turned and held the doorknob to open the door. His voice sounded behind her: "Mo Xiaobei!"

Almost gnashing teeth.

She paused and whispered, "I know you're angry with me, but she has such a mind that she won't say if you kill her. Besides, she has only one dose of the medicine. I thought she would get two injections for her, but neither she nor Tang Xin is so cunning..."

She looked back: "Boyan, you know it clearly in your heart. She won't take it out without paying something. Why do you beat it for nothing?"

She has been with him for so long, married for several years, and she is several years younger than him. It is the first time that she calls him Boyan as a wife.

Zhang Boyan didn't speak, just looked at her like that.

Mo Xiaobei was a little sad in his heart. He knew that he was born with atmosphere. Maybe he would calm down for a while and a half, so he bowed his head, "I'll go back and have a rest."

Put his hand on the doorknob, and he spoke again behind him: "Mo Xiaobei, are you tired? I'm tired, too, but I can't stop. "

A pair of arms hugged her slender waist, his chin was on her shoulder, and his face was close to her. His voice rustled, "Xiao Bei, I don't want you to have something... Don't you forget me."

She was hugged by him, and her heart was extremely sad.

After a while, she smiled more ugly than crying and said softly, "Zhang Boyan, if I forget, you can make me fall in love with you again, can't you?"

"No!" His voice was low: "it's too difficult to chase you. I can't take risks."

And they both know that her sequelae is not only the possibility of losing memory, but also worse.