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

Who is this man who fell from the sky and saved himself?

Just now I was only panicking, and didn't even look at him, but now I want to look, but someone ordered and said it again.

An Ying lowered her head almost instinctively, not daring to disobey his orders, it seems that he just has such a courage that you dare not disobey any of his orders.

For a long time, I could only hear a slight gasp, and a strong heat rushed towards me.

An Ying couldn't help but raised her head slightly, with red eyes, she looked at the man who was walking towards her step by step. [

A wave of fear rose again in her heart.

Who is this man?

Why did he appear here and save himself at the most critical moment?

The awe-inspiring aura on his body was completely natural, his eyes locked on him tightly, and An Ying was so shocked that she couldn't move, making her unable to resist at all.

Who is he?

"Who am I?" An Ying asked in her heart, but the man squatted down, the tyranny in Zhuo Zhuo's eyes had faded, replaced by a touch of softness.

who am I?

He asked her gently!

He pursed his lips, gently raised his hand, and pulled the quilt tightly held by An Ying without hesitation. An Ying secretly held the quilt tightly, and the horror in her heart became more and more intense.

"who am I?"

With the same question, An Ying was a little confused, did she know him?

However, at the moment when she was in a daze, Tian Junhao's well-articulated palms slightly increased their strength.

She forgot herself?

He pulled An Ying's tightly wrapped quilt over, threw it back, and covered Qin Lu who was lying lifeless on the ground like an octopus.

An Ying's sultry body was exposed in front of his eyes, An Ying subconsciously protected her chest, and said nervously: "What are you doing?"

She had the fear of falling into the tiger's mouth as soon as she escaped from the wolf's den.

"If I can't remember, I'll throw you into the river."

Tian Junhao's clearly enchanting voice was faint and low, but An Ying couldn't help shivering.