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

An Ying raised her small fist, with the expression of a little tiger, she would bite anyone who provoked him.

That kind of protective expression made Tian Junhao's cloudy face instantly seem to be bathed in sunshine.

He stretched out his hand to rub An Ying's head, and said dotingly, "Honey, have you noticed that you are getting cuter and cuter?"

Huh?An Ying flicked her eyebrows, "I've always been cute."

Hey, I'm a little narcissistic. [

"But I still think you are cuter than before, and people can't put it down." Tian Junhao raised his lips and smiled.

The two returned to the castle happily all the way.

As soon as he got out of the car, Tian Junhao couldn't wait to hug her and get out of the car. At this moment, An Ying had already fallen asleep in her arms.

Tian Junhao put her on the bed, carried her in his arms to take a bath while she was sleeping soundly, and kissed her delicately while washing.

He noticed that An Yi really became more and more lovely.

Does she know that her attitude towards herself has changed more and more, has she really fallen in love with herself?

After taking a bath and putting her on the bed, Tian Junhao narrowed his pupils and stared at her sleeping cheek carefully.

"Baby, I really want to know, have you fallen in love with me?" God knows how long he has been waiting for this day.

An Ying groaned for a while, as if dreaming, stretched out her hands and grabbed at her side, as if she was used to hugging Tian Junhao, using him as her pillow.

He pursed his lips and smiled, leaning his chest against it.

Sure enough, as soon as the little girl touched his chest, she put her head on it.

He even muttered to himself: "Hao, don't be sad, I'll step on anyone who dares to speak ill of you."

Tian Junhao's chest trembled, and for no reason, his heart felt sour, and his eyes became very soft and gentle.

I just want to hold her tightly, and my heart is moved wave after wave: God, you finally opened your eyes.

No matter how hard it is these years, it is because of her words that it becomes worthwhile;

No matter how many scars I have these years, it is because of her words that have faded;

Really, even a small reward from An Ying can move him so much that it is too illusory and unreal.

How could he, Tian Junhao, have moved God?