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

"Little sister, calm down. If you go back now, you will definitely not get good results. Why don't you come with me? When you calm down, think clearly, and understand, I will send you back, okay?"

Nangong Xuan rubbed her hair,

An Ying dodged instinctively, avoided him vigilantly, and said, "I don't like people touching me."

She has developed a bad habit since she was a child, and she doesn't like being touched by people other than Hao,

That was the consciousness instilled since childhood, that her body belonged to Hao, and no one other than Hao should touch it. [

Look, in fact, she knows her duty very well, and she always remembers Tian Junhao's words.

What did she do wrong? He actually wanted to kill himself and throw himself into the sea.

An Ying stopped making trouble, she curled up weakly on the passenger seat, her eyes were dull and she couldn't find the focus.

An Ying's tears rolled down uncontrollably. She bit her lip and began to cry softly.

"Cry out loud if you want to cry. I won't laugh at you. By the way, my name is Nangong Xuan. I heard that person just called you An Ying, right? Is this your name?"

Nangongxuan pulled a roll of tissue and handed it to her.

An Ying took the roll of tissues in his hand, no matter how shameless she was, she just wanted to cry, so she burst into tears, venting all her previous fear and loss.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the car had been turned up on purpose, but she was still trembling all over, her face was purple and blue.

In the hotel where Nangongxuan lived temporarily, An Ying locked herself in the bathroom, soaked in warm water, but still couldn't stop, her teeth were shaking.

It's cold, it's so cold, every cell in my body is shivering with cold.

It took a long time, it seemed like an hour or two, before she came out of it wrapped in a thick bath towel with disheveled hair.

The room was empty, there were two sets of girls' clothes on the bed, and a pack of sanitary napkins.

When she saw the tampon, she was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Nangong Xuan was not in the room, otherwise she would have no face to deal with.

An Ying sat on the bed, changed into clean clothes, wrapped herself up, lay on the bed, closed her eyes, feeling, very tired, very tired.

After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

[No more abuse, no more abuse, no more abuse, I want Tian Junhao to enjoy some happiness of being pampered, this is a foreshadowing, please rest assured to read, we are not stepmothers, definitely not]