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

An Ying closed her eyes, finally made up her mind, typed the word "Hao", pressed her thumb heavily, and sent it.

Ding-dong-

Tian Junhao was immersed in dealing with the accumulated business affairs, and he was a little surprised when he heard the voice of the text message on his mobile phone.

On his mobile phone, there will not be a text message in N years.

He frowned slightly, looking a little displeased at being interrupted. [

Picking up the phone impatiently, the sender turned out to be "An Ying".

His displeasure instantly soared, and he couldn't wait to open the text message. There was only a simple word "Hao" on it.

He could even associate the word Hao with her delicate tone.

Tian Junhao's eyes were fixed on the word Hao, he pursed his lips, looked and looked, as if he wanted to see An Ying's shadow from inside.

After a long time, he replied slowly: "Yes."

Ding-dong-

An Ying clenched the phone tightly. It had been several minutes since she sent it, but Hao still hadn't responded.

Is she really still too abrupt?

Just after she turned from nervousness to expectation, to suffering, to loss, and to despair, a ding-dong made her heart rise from the low end to the cloud.

She looked at the sender "Hao", the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she looked at the notification message nervously and expectantly, but she was a little reluctant to open it.

She cherishes the phone very much.

On the other side, Tian Junhao got a little impatient waiting, and his eyes fell on the phone frequently.

He also experienced An Ying's psychological changes just now, but he still didn't get a response.

He couldn't sit still, frowned slightly, picked up his phone and sent another message: "What's the matter?"

Ding-dong-

The text message sounded again, An Ying didn't hesitate this time, picked up her phone and opened two text messages hastily.

The first is the monosyllabic "um."

The second article only has three words, "What's the matter?".

Why are there so few words? An Ying grumbled, feeling a little dissatisfied, and even forgot that she only had one word. [

So, I replied with some disappointment: "It's okay." I even forgot the original intention of sending text messages before.