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

Hearing a "plop", both of them fell into the sea. The inertia of hesitation was strong, and the two of them sank for more than ten meters before they began to float up.

She held her breath tightly, and could only try to snatch the air from Tian Junhao's mouth. Just before the two fell into the sea, their lips and tongues were separated for a breath, but then they were wrapped in his mouth again.

Tian Junhao held her with one hand, and desperately went upstream with the other.

He felt that he was really confused by her, so he really let go and threw her down.

His even crazier self followed suit. [

At that moment, I only thought that if I could no longer love each other in this life, I would disappear into this world together.

"Shua!" Two human heads emerged from the bottom of the sea in the tense anticipation of the crowd.

Only then did Tian Junhao let go of her mouth, and the two of them breathed heavily.

"The Charm of the World" is actually located under a cliff, and at the bottom of the cliff is the turbulent Mediterranean Sea. Without finding a landing point, Tian Junhao can only take her to roam in the sea.

After about five or six minutes, Xiaoyan drove the yacht towards them, "Brother, come up quickly."

Xiaoyan stopped the yacht, Tian Junhao grabbed the edge of the yacht with one hand, and pulled An Ying with the other.

Xiaoyan wanted to come over to help, but he didn't appreciate it. He insisted on relying on his own strength to lift An Ying on the yacht, and then jumped up by himself.

An Ying was shivering from the cold, her whole body was shaking.

Tian Junhao wanted to get closer, so she backed away desperately, her terrified eyes stared vigilantly at him who was wet all over, and murmured: "Don't come here."

Tian Junhao's worried expression was completely restrained by him, and replaced by a cold and angry smile, like a demon king.

"Now you know you're afraid of me?"

He raised his hand, his face was clearly filled with worry that could not be contained by cold anger, but in An Ying's eyes, it was ferocious fangs.

She quickly closed her eyes and said tremblingly, "You said that you would not hit me."

Her voice was extremely trembling, with deep fear.

Tian Junhao looked at her appearance, squatted and did not move, for a long time, he did not move.

Two people, just like this stalemate.

An Ying gasped, he must be a demon, he was his own nightmare, just now, he wanted to kill himself.