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

On the night of Tian Junhao's birthday, An Ying deeply realized what it means to be unforgettable forever.

In the early morning of the next day, at the highest level of the "Enchanted World" headquarters, Tian Junhao was in high spirits, sitting at his desk and turning on his computer to connect with the distribution in various places.

"Boom boom boom——"

The secretary knocked on the door, walked in generously, glanced left and right, but didn't see the BOSS's personal servant.

"Tianjun, do you need to prepare Miss An's breakfast?" She adjusted her glasses. [

"Well, she's tired, and she doesn't need to prepare these days."

Tian Junhao didn't move his eyes away, tap-tap-tap, his slender fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard.

The corners of her mouth were raised slightly, and it is estimated that this girl will not be able to get out of bed for a few days.

The secretary nodded, a little suspicious: "There are so many people asking for leave today. Mr. Yan, Sister Yu, and Mr. Hua also took half a month's leave. They all seem to be sick."

despair!despair!despair!

"Well, sick."

Tian Junhao was still busy with the work at hand and didn't look up.

Dare to catch him like this, thinking that there is no price to pay?

Is he such a good design?Don't even think about it, who is Tian Junhao, who can lock him with a few handcuffs?

This group of bastards are really too leisurely, their skins are so itchy, they dare to join forces to play tricks on him.

The secretary was still dazed, standing on a plate making reports and records in detail.

Nightingale came in with a document, put it down and left. After closing the door, she exhaled twice with lingering fear.

I was secretly happy, fortunately they walked fast yesterday and were not noticed by the boss, otherwise, the consequences would be as dire as Bing Yu and the others.

Hey, I went to see the three of them in the morning, and I was still breaking out in a cold sweat.

Sure enough, the tiger's fur is so easy to pull out.

I have reminded them a long time ago, how about it, if you don't believe her intuition, you will have to pay a painful price.

Nightingale felt more and more herself, and her self-awareness became more and more accurate.

At this moment, An Ying was lying on the bed, her limbs were not her own at all, she couldn't even lift her eyelids, she was heavy, and never woke up.

The entire bedroom, as well as the bathroom, were a mess. [

A few servants came in to clean the room, and they jumped up. They didn't dare to look at Miss An, who had disheveled hair on the bed. They tidied up silently, but kept shaking their heads.

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