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

Suddenly realizing that he had slipped his tongue, Tian Junhao carried her ashore, walked to the shower room to wash her body, and didn't want to talk about it.

In the second life, she was a mermaid. Why is she so afraid of water now? Even in the first life, she loves swimming. She likes to pester him when she has nothing to do, and insists on playing with mandarin ducks in the water.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye.

It's time for the couple's jewelry auction that has attracted much attention in the United States.

Under Tian Junhao's embrace, An Ying entered the auction site and sat in a relatively rear position. [

Xiaoyan and Nightingale were sitting behind them doing security work.

The auction site was very large and could accommodate thousands of people. In fact, there were not many people present, only 50 to [-] people.

There are guards in black suits everywhere, and the guards are so strict that ordinary people can't even enter the gate of the venue.

The couple's costumes auctioned today are all antiques with a lot of background, and most people can't afford that price.

An Ying nestled in Tian Junhao's arms. She always liked to play tricks on him, playing with his fingers.

She was a little sleepy, Hao played too violently last night, and she has not fully recovered her strength, so she can only put most of her weight on him.

An Ying glanced slightly at the venue, and unexpectedly found that the neighbor sitting not far away was an acquaintance.

"Nangong Yi."

An Ying stretched out her little hand excitedly, and greeted Nan Gongyi who was sitting next to her. She didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here.

Following her cry, Nangong Yi smiled sideways at her.

thump—

Tian Junhao knocked An Ying's head mercilessly, and said coldly:

"Don't think about it, dare to openly hook up with other men in front of your own man."

"Treating women is still not gentle." Nangong Yi picked up the wine glass and nodded slightly to An Ying.

An Ying stuck out her tongue at him, then quickly covered her head with her hands, afraid of finding the tyrant's chestnut again.

She has always been full of gratitude to Nangong Yi in her heart.

If it wasn't for him to give her some pointers, she might still be ignorant now, and she has been annoying Tian Junhao all the time and still doesn't know what's wrong.

"Girl, you really don't want to live, do you?" Tian Junhao raised her chin, his eyes darkened.