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

What?An Ying was shocked!

The little face was completely sunken!

A big tonic soup for strengthening yang and nourishing kidney?This is the effect?

God, I'll kill her with a headshot!

How did she come up with such a soup that makes others daydream? [

"Baby, put another bowl." Tian Junhao looked at her blushing cheeks, and smiled deeper.

An Ying filled another bowl for him extremely quickly, and then hurried upstairs, saying as she ran, "I'm going to take a shower, drink it slowly."

In fact, she just wanted to find an excuse to escape, it was too embarrassing, really embarrassing.

"Why did you tell me to take a shower? Do you still want to tease me?"

Tian Junhao laughed even more wildly, lowered his head and continued to drink the soup made by An Ying.

There is a sense of infinite sweetness, born from within.

An Ying ran back to the bedroom in a hurry, and closed the door with a bang, her neck was already flushed with embarrassment.

Then he raised his head and looked at the ceiling in a daze, his eyes were wide open, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he giggled sillily.

When An Ying finished her shower and walked out of the bedroom, Tian Junhao was already sitting leisurely on the bedside, watching the news with his arms straight.

She glanced at An Ying intentionally or unintentionally, her wet long hair was draped over her shoulders, and a few strands were still sticking to her face.

His eyes lit up instantly, and he even whistled frivolously.

Continue to smirk: "Baby, are you determined to seduce me today?"

Then, he hooked his fingers at her and said in a low voice, "Go get a hair dryer and I'll dry your hair. Don't deliberately arouse my criminal mind. I want to sleep in tonight."

An Ying shrugged, it was clear that he was full of dirty thoughts, and it was unreasonable to blame himself for being too charming.

An Ying fetched the hair dryer, sat in front of him, and fiddled with the remote control.

Behind him, he remembered the buzzing sound.

Tian Junhao picked up her long hair, and slowly blew it for her, thoughts flying wildly in his heart.

Zeng Jin, he often dried the girl's hair in this way, but at that time he didn't use a hair dryer, but the internal force in his palm.

Yiqing in the first life likes to lie beside him after washing her hair, letting him dry her long wet hair gently. [

Why did he suddenly have the illusion of returning to that happy life?

【This is all for today, good night everyone, sleep well】