The big-name husband has played too much: the poisonous pet, the good girl

A few people, as soon as they felt the oppressive feeling of approaching in the office, hurriedly ran away, waiting for Tian Junhao to open the door, there was no one left.

Only Nightingale, with a bit of conscience, stood at the corner and said silently: "Amen, bless the freezing rain, the fish in the Mediterranean are more turbulent."

She was really afraid that the freezing rain would soften and fall, so she'd better go down and prepare a yacht.

"Hey, you won't see me again in one minute, and I will fall into the Mediterranean to feed the fish. Boss, do you really have the heart?"

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Bing Yu had just cried out, but there was no more sound, because she had already fallen into the Mediterranean Sea magnificently. [

Nightingale rushed down quickly, shook her head, and sighed secretly: It's still a step too late.

When An Ying woke up, Tian Junhao hadn't returned to the castle yet.

Bored, she wandered around accompanied by the housekeeper.

But it took more than half an hour to walk through a main building.

An Ying hammered her legs, her feet were limp, lying on the guardrail, overlooking the scenery around the castle.

The castle of the main house of "Enchanted World" faces the sea on one side, but on the other side there are undulating hills, one rises and the other rises and falls.

However, An Ying, who has been living inland, is obviously attracted by the vast and boundless Mediterranean Sea.

She ran out of the main building in a hurry, took off her shoes and socks, and stepped on the soft sand with her bare feet.

The cool sea breeze was blowing on her face, with a salty taste, she opened her arms and ran excitedly.

This is really a paradise on earth, she loves this beach.

She suddenly missed Tian Junhao and told him that she loved the beach in front of her house to death.

So he picked up the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, thought and thought, wondering if he should call him.

She has never called Tian Junhao before, if she calls Tian Junhao presumptuously, will it appear that she is clingy?

An Ying sat on the beach, staring at her phone in a daze, struggling mentally.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he was busy and hung up his phone?

Hmm, let's forget it, An Ying's skin is actually quite thin.

However, that kind of joy can't be restrained, and I really want to share it with him.

How to do it?She rested her chin and meditated: Why don't you send a text message, it's safe.