The man's pupils suddenly changed, as if someone had punched him in the heart, and the two poached eggs actually hit his heart, making him speechless.

Thinking of her expression, I couldn't help but want to hand this bowl of noodles to myself, it turned out that this was the case.

Liang Bozhao put the bowl down, looked at the two poached eggs, and felt that one heart gradually became softer.

In the evening, Ning Xiang spread her long hair, hanging softly and smoothly around her waist, and just about to pick up a comb to comb her hair, she heard the movement behind her, and it was Liang Bozhao who came in.

Ning Xiang saw him, her eyes were filled with a hint of sweetness, at dinner, she was reluctant to eat the eggs she brought back from her mother's house, and planned to leave them for Liang Bozhao to make up for her body, but he brought it to her and ordered her to eat it.

She had to lie, telling him that she had already eaten it, and she knew that she couldn't deceive him at all, and in the end, Ning Xiang had no choice but to let Liang Bozhao forcibly feed her the two eggs.

Until now, she felt that her stomach was very strong, and she could not eat anything else.

Liang Bozhao looked at her picturesque, standing in front of him innocently and tactfully, tempted for a moment, stretched out his arm and took her in his arms.

Ning Xiang'an leaned quietly on the crook of his arm, if she is described in one word, it is "good", her goodness is gentle, hearty, like the gardenia blooming in front of every house in early summer, easily soothing the vicissitudes and tiredness of people.

Her body was still slender, soft and boneless in her arms, Liang Bozhao didn't dare to exert force, for fear of hurting her, his big hand slowly stroked her waist, and her nose was full of her fragrance, a kind of calm and warmth that came quietly, so he was bolted tightly.

Ning Xiang didn't dare to move, for fear that this scene was just a dream of his own, his arms were so generous and powerful, like a mountain, it seemed to be able to block all the wind and rain for her, which made people feel at ease.

"Xianggong...", a whisper blurted out.

As soon as Ning Xiang called out, she was also stunned, these days, these two words have been blocked in her throat, but she didn't have the courage to shout out, in her last life, she and Liang Bozhao had been husband and wife together for half a year, but she had never called him, and now, she inadvertently shouted out.

The man's body shook, his dark eyes were deep, and he looked at the little lady in his arms.

Ning Xiang raised her little face, looked at his resolute face, and spoke softly; "In the future, shall I call you like this?"

Liang Bozhao smiled faintly, but shook his head.

Ning Xiang's pupils darkened slightly, and he only lowered his eyes, and his clear and aggrieved side face fell on the bottom of the man's eyes, making his heart flutter.

He tightened his grip on her, leaned over and whispered a few words in her ear; "Call me Bo Zhao."

Hearing this, Ning Xiang's face suddenly became hot, how could anyone who was a lady call her husband's name, if this was heard, she would definitely say that this daughter-in-law had no rules.

Yes, Ning Xiang shook her head, for the embarrassment; "When others listen to it, they will gossip."

Liang Bozhao looked at her frowning eyebrows, smiled again, only stretched out his hand and pinched her nose, and said; "Do you listen to others, or do you listen to your husband?"

Ning Xiang was finally clever this time, she covered her face and said softly; "I listen to my husband."

Liang Bozhao was satisfied, looking at his little daughter-in-law, the more he looked at it, the more pitiful he became, looking at her soft and red little mouth, the black pupils gradually darkened, and he only leaned down and kissed him without saying anything.