Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Nansheng raised his chin and said proudly, "what I can't get, Mo Xiaobei, you can't get it." Said, angrily toward the direction of the backstage.

Mo Xiaobei stopped her and said softly, "happy birthday, Nansheng! I also gave you a present. "

Mo Nansheng turned around and said coldly, "you don't have to be kind."

Mo Xiaobei looked behind her and smiled.

Suddenly, she felt very boring. Suddenly, she didn't want to see Mo Nansheng's angry face again. She wanted to leave

When she returned to the VIP seat, Mo Nansheng's program had not started. She sat down and Zhang Boyan patted her little hand.

Mo Xiaobei lowered his eyes and looked at his big palm, which he didn't let go. He was in a trance.

For a long time, she finally turned her side, covered Zhang Boyan's ear and said softly, "Zhang Boyan, I want to go first."

"Huh?" He looked back and fell on her smooth little face.

He wanted to do this for a long time, but there are too many people here, and his identity is here. He can't stare at her like a miserable young man.

Now, she looked at him with innocent eyes and whispered that she wanted to leave.

Zhang Boyan had something on his mind. He paused for a moment and clenched her little hand without hesitation. "OK, I'll take you away!"

In the dim light, he got up, took her little hand and walked to the door. The clear and majestic figure pulled down for a long time in the stage light, while Mo Xiaobei nearby leaned on his side,

That scene was quiet and beautiful.

All the people watched the scene with bated breath, and no one dared to stop Zhang Boyan from leaving

Tang Yao looked at him quietly, with an unfathomable expression on his face.

He thought that the reason why Zhang Boyan invited him today was probably to let him know that Mo Xiaobei will be guarded by him in the future.

Tang Yao's eyes were hot and his facial muscles trembled.

Just then, Fu ran cat sat down with his waist. After sitting down, he smiled at him, "don't you mind if I sit here?"

Tang Yao naturally doesn't mind, because Fu Ran is Xiaobei's best friend.

After Fu ran sat down, he didn't have peace. He bit his little finger and whispered, "why did Xiao Bei leave? The good play behind hasn't started yet."

Good play?

A touch of doubt rose in Tang Yao's eyes

In the midst of his doubts, there was a strong pumping sound on the stage, which was quite familiar.

He looked at it and couldn't help but be stunned. What's the situation?

This program should be a ballet. Mo Nansheng plays the leading role. Mo Nansheng wears a Dior dress today, which should be very eye-catching.

But at this time, there was a little girl wearing Dior dress on the stage. They were all classic and the same style. They were as beautiful as flowers, and their makeup was surprisingly consistent.

Although she stood pretty, she couldn't highlight Mo Nansheng's advantages at all. At this time, her face was ugly and her dancing posture was rigid. Where was half elegance?

However, no matter how angry she is, she has to play. She knows in her heart that she can't afford such a scene.

Because, unlike Mo Xiaobei, she doesn't have a Zhang Boyan behind her.

The dance lasted about five or six minutes before it ended in Mo Nansheng's gnashing of teeth. It was like a ridiculous dance.

Amid the applause, someone looked at the headmaster of H University and said meaningfully, "school li, your school is really an aristocrat among the aristocrats! These clothes are not cheap, are they? "

Li Xiao burst into a cold sweat and coughed: "bear boy, he likes to joke. He organized it himself, ha ha..."