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

An Ying sat on the soft chair and moved her butt resentfully.

Her bottom hurts from sitting for so long, and, with her stomach rumbling, she's hungry.

She didn't even have a dime on her body, and she only realized now that she was a poor man with nothing on her body.

If Hao doesn't take her in tonight, she will have to live on the streets.

An Ying rolled her eyes and stood up abruptly. She decided not to wait here anymore, and no longer faced the contemptuous eyes of the two customer service staff and welcome guests. [

Not calm anymore!Her good temper has almost been worn away.

An Ying stood up, stretched her waist, stretched her muscles and bones, shook her head, and walked out of the hall of "Enchanted World", and walked into the parking lot in a short time.

I found Hao's dedicated Bugatti Veyron, raised my foot and kicked the car door, with some cathartic elements.

Hmph, she is guarding Hao's car, so Hao can't escape, so don't look at other people's eyes in the hall.

Hmph, she really holds a grudge, those blond MMs jointly bullied her, made trouble, and let Hao fire them all in the future, to see who dares to deliberately stop her and deliberately find fault in the future.

An Ying sat in front of the car with her buttocks, her legs were hanging in the air, swinging and playing.

I thought in my heart, when I see Hao later, what should I say, just say directly: Hao, I miss you, and then, give him a passionate kiss, will Hao just throw away his armor and let him be at his mercy.

She tried this trick once, but it didn't work, so she can try again later.

Or say: Hao, hug, I want to go home.

I still remember one time, she said, Hao, if you hug her, the pain will go away, and she was so moved that she cried.

Hmm, this trick is also good, you can try it later.

She rested her chin and continued to think hard. Is there a better way to make Hao want to hold himself in his arms and kiss him enough?

At this moment, Tian Junhao, holding his coat in one hand and the car keys in the other, walked towards his precious Bugatti Veyron step by step.

His eyes lit up suddenly, and a familiar figure was sitting in front of his car, with both hands propped on the hood of the car, he was half-looking up, wondering what he was thinking, a little lost in thought.

Tian Junhao rubbed his sore eyes, afraid that he just missed her too much and had an illusion for a while.