Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Lu Ze smiled, "it's me!"

Mo Xiaobei turned his head, "where is this?"

At this turn, she dropped her wig. She reached out and touched it. "What's this?"

Then he touched his hair: "how am I bald?"

Lu Ze smiled and held her hand. "You're sick. I'll take you to New York for surgery."

"Sick." There was a daze in her eyes: "what about me... Dad? Is he still in there? "

Lu Ze was stunned and subconsciously felt that something had gone wrong.

Xiao Bei, how can she remember Mo Ruhai?

So how much does she remember? Does she still... Remember Zhang Boyan?

Lu Ze's eyes stared at her and looked at her at a loss, but he didn't dare to ask more.

He was afraid to ask, he would be doomed to heartbreak.

Mo Xiaobei also looked directly at him and looked around again: "am I sick like this? Lu Ze, I just remember that I slept and had a lot of dreams. "

Then she held on to get up.

Lu Ze thought for a moment, but he still helped her up. The back of his hand touched her back, sweating hot.

Mo Xiaobei put his head on his shoulder. He was very weak, but he still looked at him.

Lu Ze smiled: "your father came out long ago."

Her eyes jumped. Lu Ze said softly, "Xiao Bei, you've been sleeping for a long time. You're... 24 years old now."

"24 years old." She frowned, chewed his words slowly, then looked up and asked him slowly, "Lu Ze, are we... Are we still together?"

Lu Ze's heart beat for a moment, and then he smiled and stroked her meticulous little face: "of course."

Mo Xiaobei gave a sound and smiled sweetly at him. The smile suddenly hit Lu Ze's heart, and his hard heart was gently hit.

He stretched out his hand and straightened her beautiful little wig slowly. Suddenly he said, "if you don't like it, don't wear it."

Mo Xiaobei looked at him and touched: "will my hair grow again?"

Lu Ze's eyes caught a smile: "yes."

"Then I'll wear it, too." Her fingers touched gently: "it feels very soft."

Lu Ze's eyes slipped a touch of deep success, but it was only in a twinkling of an eye. He soon took back his hand and looked up at the hypnotic master, but he didn't say anything. He just picked up Mo Xiaobei: "let's go home."

He picked her up horizontally, and she naturally hooked his neck, "aren't we going to cure?"

"Go home first and go to the hospital tomorrow." He said with indulgence, then bowed his head and kissed her on the lips.

Mo Xiaobei drooped his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled gently like a feather fan, then closed his eyes, grabbed his shirt and put his face in his arms.

When Lu Ze kissed her, his eyes always fell on her face, with a sense of exploration. When he saw her gently clinging to himself, his beating heart slowly fell back.

He held her straight downstairs and sat in the car. The black RV started slowly.

Mo Xiaobei had been leaning against him and said softly, "Lu Ze, what's wrong with me? Will I die?"

His jaw tightened slightly and his voice was low, "no! It will get better. "

Then he put his face close to her and slowly close to her... He wanted to do this a long time ago, and after walking around for so long, she finally came back to him.