Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei felt relaxed. Oh, he hung up his cell phone over there.

She looked at her cell phone and thought to herself, he can't really reach the physiological menopause, can he?

After blessing Zhang Boyan silently in his heart, Mo Xiaobei stood at the gate of H big and waited for a taxi.

In the sky, the last ray of sunset had been tightened, and there was dusk everywhere. She stood, a little cold, and it was the rush hour from work. She waited for half an hour to wait for the bus.

While sitting in a taxi, Mo Xiaobei found that what he was thinking was not Lu Ze, but Zhang Boyan in menopause.

Back to Zhangyuan, it's already seven o'clock.

Although she knew that Zhang Boyan must not have come back, when she saw Fu Bo, she still asked, "hasn't Zhang Boyan come back yet?"

Fubo followed, "the young master hasn't come back yet! But I called and said, "let the lady have dinner first. Don't wait for him."

Mo Xiaobei nodded and walked into the hall through the night.

Dinner was as rich as usual, but she felt a little lonely sitting alone.

She would want to go home.

There are sinister Shen Ru and annoying Mo Nansheng in that family, but there is no one here.

Not even the annoying Zhang Boyan!

Mo Xiaobei poked the food on the plate with his chopsticks. He had no appetite.

Fuber was distressed, and his beard turned up: "don't you like to eat?"

"No, well done." Mo Xiaobei's voice was weak. After a while, he raised his eyes, looked at the night outside and asked, "did Zhang Boyan say what time to come back?"

It turns out that the little girl is missing the young master ~ ~ ~ Fu Bo thinks happily that the young master is really capable. The little girl can't live without him in such a short time.

So he said happily, "the young master didn't say. Why don't Miss Mo call and ask? "

Faber's face is full of encouragement... And gossip!

Mo Xiaobei looked up and glanced at Fu Bo, "No."

Fuber said very asali, "or I can fight. The little girl has a thin skin and is always embarrassed, ha ha."

This day is simply unable to talk. Mo Xiaobei puts down his fork, "I'm not sorry!"

Fuber smiled deeply. She was about to blow up. At last, she ate a little and went upstairs.

As soon as she entered the bedroom, she lay on the bed, turned over the address book with her mobile phone, turned to Zhang Boyan, and hummed: "delete his number."

However, she is just talking. Where dare she delete it?

She threw her cell phone aside. She lay down for a while and fell asleep.

When I wake up, I feel a little cold. I look around and feel a little confused.

There was a slight voice downstairs, like a man talking.

Is Zhang Boyan back?

Mo Xiaobei almost held his breath, but after listening for a while, he was sure it wasn't him.

I raised my hand and looked at my watch. It was already eleven o'clock at night.

She gets up and grabs her hair. Will he come back to sleep?

So he ran to the next room and opened the door. It was dark inside.

She's sure he's not in there.

Mo xiaobeidun paused and ran downstairs.

Fubo is still waiting for his young master with an old bone.

Mo Xiaobei walked slowly, "haven't you come back yet?"

Fuber turned his head and looked at the little guy on the stairs. He was still very moved. The young master didn't hurt in vain.

Wiped an old tear and squeezed out a smile: "young master, I'm probably very busy! You know, men in charge of hundreds of billions of assets are usually very busy. "